Amidst the conversation, the old immortal's face remained filled with a kindly smile, yet those previously somewhat murky eyes had now become profound.
Facing his penetrating gaze, the words Wang Chen had prepared for his defense suddenly stopped at his lips.
While his gaze wavered, a sense of unease welled up inside him as he thought to himself: "Truly, an old fox is as crafty as ever."
Although Wang Chen had been indirectly inquiring about the story of Weiwei and the python, he thought he had managed to seem quite natural when he mentioned it.
Yet even in such a situation, the old immortal had seen through him at a glance.
At this moment, Wang Chen felt somewhat embarrassed but was not at a loss for words.
After all, these topics would have come up sooner or later.
He gave a sheepish smile and then said, "I really can't hide anything from you, can I?"
