Han Xing could not wait to lead everyone to investigate that mysterious palace.
However, there was still one final hidden danger.
His gaze turned toward the Divine Lord Zijing beside him, his eyes flickering with complicated emotions.
When she saw Han Xing looking at her, this woman who had struggled through the Western Region for so many years and had even reached the Mid-level God Lord realm immediately understood what he meant.
She lowered her head, glanced at Han Xing from the corner of her eye, and softly asked, "Lord Han Xing, do you not trust me? Are you worried that I will betray you?"
"That's right."
Han Xing nodded. "You come from the Western Region, and you are quite powerful and deeply calculating."
"Moreover, we have only known you for a short time and do not truly understand your character."
"So..."
His voice gradually turned cold, and his tone carried traces of killing intent.
The others also looked at the Divine Lord Zijing with guarded expressions.
Locked onto by Han Xing's undisguised suspicion and killing intent, the Divine Lord Zijing's delicate body trembled slightly.
A hint of pallor appeared on her exquisite face, but there was even more understanding and calmness in her expression.
She took a deep breath. Rather than retreating or becoming angry, she met Han Xing's gaze and slowly raised her head.
"It is only natural for Lord Han Xing to be suspicious."
Her voice remained pleasant, yet it carried a trace of resolve. "I was indeed born in the Western Region, and I once had to maneuver among various factions for survival and resources."
"If our positions were reversed, I would also find it difficult to trust an outsider of unknown origins."
At this point, she changed the subject. "But I can join your territory