As these words were said, Wei Cheng and the others' suspicions immediately solidified.
Yes, indeed they had unwittingly entered the P Army's map from the previous stage, and this person was most likely one of the cultivators who led the team, and for some unknown reason, was left stranded here.
But whether this person was real or fake, whether he was a demon in disguise or just an illusion they had conceived in their minds, it was hard to say.
So, Bai Han and the others all turned their gazes to Wei Cheng. They were not the kind to waste even a punctuation mark in such a situation, this was the wisdom acquired from their experiences.
At this moment, Wei Cheng really wanted to reply, saying they were merely passing by, and it was all a coincidence.
However, after some consideration, he nodded, cupped his hands in respect, and took out the Sergeant Waist Plate.
