The moment Jiang Xiaobai saw this person, a thought rose in his heart.
Could Qin Nianxue be a prophet of doom?
What she said always came around to happen. Jiang Xiaobai unconsciously looked at Qin Nianxue and saw a bewildered expression on her face. Clearly, she too hadn't expected her words to predict the situation so accurately.
At this moment, the silver-armored man in mid-air glanced coldly at the crowd before fixing his gaze on Jiang Xiaobai.
"Did you do it?" the silver-armored man asked coldly.
In the Thousand Yuan Dynasty, the growth of every city lord's mansion was recorded. The dynasty held a soul tablet for everyone. When someone died, their soul tablet would shatter.
The person in charge of guarding the soul tablets would immediately notice, after which the Thousand Yuan Dynasty would begin an investigation.
