While Chen Sanliang was admiring the distant mountain scenery, he saw a figure appear behind him: "Sir, your methods are remarkable, to actually conceal the demon race's aura. Such methods are unheard of, and if word got out, I'm afraid the human race would fall into chaos."
"Although my methods are exquisite, they can't escape your eyes." Chen Sanliang turned his head to look at Zhang Chen, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Zhang Chen's skills were truly powerful. Ever since knowing Zhang Chen, he had never seen through his depths. The scholar capable of concealing the demon aura was a carefully prepared method, yet it still could not escape Zhang Chen's eyes.
"I can see it is a demon beast, but I don't know why it can conceal the demon aura within its body." Zhang Chen asked, a trace of curiosity and inquiry in his words.
