When Han Zhan called out the names of Frog and the Dream Demon.
The eyes of Elder Bing beside him suddenly ignited with pitch-black flames.
"When did you find out?" he asked, puzzled.
"You don't think you're really well-disguised, do you?" Han Zhan spoke, putting some distance between them.
"Since entering the Memory World, I already noticed. I just wasn't sure of your true identity, and I wanted to know the truth about Chen Zhongxia's sudden death back then, which is why I never exposed you."
As Han Zhan watched the other person's increasingly grim face, a cold smile appeared on his own.
The Dream Demon orchestrated the death of Chen Zhongxia, drove Bai Su insane; just a few verbal provocations were enough to disgust him.
"Elder Bing didn't even know the name of the elixir he was crafting, yet you called it by name at once."
