The Hand of the God of Fire

Tang Shiya, who had just turned, turned back again, apparently in anger.

If what Jiang Chen said was true, it was really nasty.

"Nonsense!"

Apprentice Brother He's expression changed. Staring at Jiang Chen in fury, his energy as a Martial Venerable was being emitted.

But unfortunately, Jiang Chen, standing opposite him, was also a Martial Venerable. Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders. He said with a smile, "Miss Tang, what do you think about his reaction?"

Jiang Chen didn't show them any evidence. All he did was asking this question.

Tang Shiya kept staring at Apprentice Brother He. Then her knitted brows relaxed. Before Apprentice Brother He could feel relieved, he heard her saying, "Don't call me apprentice sister anymore."

Apprentice Brother He's face distorted. He was surprised that Tang Shiya had believed Jiang Chen so easily. He wasn't happy with it at all.