Space shifted continuously as the two of them moved toward the Hou Tu Tribe.
However, Di Jiang's expression was far from pleasant within the shifting space.
"Uncle, did you notice it too?" Liu Mang's expression carried a hint of gravity.
"Hm? You sensed something was wrong as well?"
Di Jiang continued channeling the power of space as he looked at Liu Mang and asked.
He had noticed the issue only because he had spent so many years with Qiang Liang and understood his temperament well enough to harbor some suspicions. But as for the actual reason, he was still completely in the dark.
If even Liu Mang had sensed that something was off, then there really had to be something wrong with Qiang Liang.
"The moment I entered Seventh Uncle's tribe, I felt uncomfortable. Along with the nausea, there was a trace of disgust."
Di Jiang looked at Liu Mang. "Why didn't you say so then?"
Liu Mang rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"Uncle, how was I supposed to say anything without any evidence?"
"Besides, I searched for a long time without finding the source. I thought it was just an illusion caused by feeling unwell after taking too many spatial transmissions with you."
Di Jiang: ...
What the hell did he mean, spatial transmission sickness? If he could not even solve such a minor issue, what was the point of cultivating the Law of Space?
However, Di Jiang did not interrupt him and instead listened as Liu Mang continued.
"Later, after considering the habits of Seventh Uncle that you mentioned along the way, as well as his abnormal behavior, I suspected that there might be something strange within his tribe."
"Besides, if I spoke rashly this time without finding any clues, it would only make it harder to uncover the