Xia smirked. "He was the masked man we met in Suikal," he whispered.
"what! really! I—I didn't even sense an ounce of demonic energy from him." Long exclaimed in shock. He could remember that man distinctly in his memory. He had a magnificent spiritual energy and looked almost ethereal. 'How could that person be a demon?' he thought with a frown.
Xia straightened out his frown with his thumb. "Oh, even I didn't. Maybe he is very good at hiding his powers,"
"It's not possible, though. Demonic aura is very hard to contain. Maybe….maybe he might be using some heavenly artifact to hide it," he vaguely guessed. "ah! the mask! It might be an artifact that hides his demonic energy."
