Wang Yang pretended not to know and began to search the shop extensively, seemingly looking for something important.
"It was him! He stole my Life-bound Magic Weapon and mask and even broke the curse I had nurtured for many years!"
Lang Ye, clutching his bleeding wound, pointed at Wang Yang, trembling as he spoke.
Behind Lang Ye, three figures remained silent, their gazes fixed intently on Wang Yang as if trying to discern some clue.
"How about it? Is it the youth from Jinling Town who wounded you?"
One of the figures in a black robe was the first to speak, breaking the silence.
"By appearance, it's not him, but the fluctuations in spiritual power are extremely similar, and I can't believe there's a second person who can handle the Power of Celestial Thunder at such a young age!"
Granny observed for a long time and slowly responded, but her heart was already certain that this youth was Wang Yang!
