"What's going on? Did he see a ghost?"
Bai Jing didn't respond as he stared at his empty palm, to where the meteorite was supposed to be.
The people around him looked at each other. They also didn't know what had happened as they stared at his empty hand.
How could it have disappeared?
What happened?
For a moment, no one in the forest said a word. There were a few officers on Yao Yan's side who were silently sizing up the people standing opposite to them. A trace of doubt appeared in their eyes.
However, no one dared to say a thing.
"It's not..."
Feeling their cool gazes, Qin Hao was the first one to speak out, "What are you staring at? Do you think we're the ones who had stolen the meteorite?"
Silence.
Bai Jing pursed his lips. It seemed that he was also thinking about this possibility.
