Xu Chen wore a mocking expression, too lazy to waste words with Emperor Ziluolong, and said directly, "Emperor Ziluolong, if I am not mistaken, you probably threw your lot in with the Demonic Destruction Race long ago."
As he spoke, Xu Chen stared intently at Emperor Ziluolong. Sure enough, just as the second half of his sentence left his lips, a flash of panic crossed Emperor Ziluolong's eyes. That panic vanished in an instant, but it ultimately did not escape Xu Chen's notice.
Xu Chen had only been guessing before and was not entirely certain, but now, he was seventy percent sure.
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