In a split second, countless thoughts flashed through Shen Nianzu's mind.
If they said yes, wouldn't it make them seem so pretentious and callous for refusing his offer to heal Jin Jiuchi before, which eventually led to the man's death? What did it matter that Jin Jiuchi had died in the Divine Oracle's hands? It was such an inconceivable event that no one would believe it anyway, and that included Shang. He only knew that Jin Jiuchi's condition had looked quite bad during their last encounter, and then a few hours later, he bumped into the man's teammates scurrying around without him, in such a bloody and disheveled state to boot. He was sharp and intuitive enough to fill in the blanks by himself.
On the other hand, if they denied Shang's speculation… would it even sound the least bit convincing? Of course not, Shen Nianzu instantly had the answer in his heart. Teammates generally would not separate in such a vast forest, unless they parted ways on bad terms or one of them died.
