He thought Yi Yun had some method to prove it. However, this method was extremely stupid.
“Just because of your word, our Shen Tu family clan, who have spent countless amounts of effort to refine this desolate bone relic, is to feed it to a desolate beast? That is ridiculous!”
Against Shen Tu Nantian’s mockery, Yi Yun smiled, “Of course not. I still need someone to help me. Young master Nantian, Thousand Hand Granny, in order to be fair, can I use your powers to help me?”
Yi Yun smiled gently. The corners of his lips curved up and gave a malevolent feeling.
Normally, when he expressed such a smile, someone would usually be in for some bad luck…