"What's wrong, Brother Shen?" Long Aotian asked, looking puzzled at Shen Haoran's strange expression.
"It's nothing. You were right. The Saint Child of Holy Light City will indeed be our greatest rival!" Shen Haoran said, shaking his head slightly and looking away from the Saint Child. 'There isn't enough evidence yet, so I'm not sure if there's any connection between those black-robed figures and the Saint Child of Holy Light City.'
Meanwhile, the Saint Child of Holy Light City was still chatting and laughing with the Alchemists around him, a smile fixed on his face, but inwardly he was shocked. 'I only glanced at Shen Haoran for a moment and he noticed me. Shen Haoran's perception is truly terrifying!' Knowing that Shen Haoran had noticed him, the Saint Child of Holy Light City didn't dare make any more conspicuous moves, acting as if nothing had happened.
