Xiao Mu was taken aback.
At this moment, Zhou Xuanmen had already turned his head to look at the Divine Monarch Guobao and the Lord of the Nether River, smiling faintly: "Nether, Guobao, do you really think that Zhou, after living for fifty thousand years, would naively trust someone at first sight wholeheartedly?"
Both the Divine Monarch Guobao and the Lord of the Nether River were caught off guard by Zhou Xuanmen's sudden question, both stunned.
But immediately following, the Divine Monarch Guobao sneered: "Whether you believed or not, didn't you end up coming here? Zhou Xuanmen, the process is not important, what's important is the result. Surprisingly, after cultivating for tens of thousands of years, you still haven't grasped this."
The Lord of the Nether River, however, fell into hesitation, his brow furrowed as if pondering.
