Zhang Tang sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall.
To be honest, even the Refining King of the Society In Black breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially those who had just had their skulls crushed by Zhang Tang earlier...
Had it not been for Rosa, they would have ascended to the heavens by now.
Leng Yin remained silent.
Other Refining Kings had also started to cease fighting.
At present, battling the members of the Society In Black seemed rather meaningless.
Heart Sword and Zhang Tang had both been swayed.
Tai Hui had yet to make any move.
"Mr. Zhang Tang... May I ask how you knew that Miss Rosa truly is the Rose from your tribe?"
Zhang Tang looked at Rosa.
"Earrings."
At this moment, Leng Yin noticed.
Beneath her jet-black hair was an earring.
That earring had a feather attached, hanging down.
Painted on the feather was a vividly detailed rose in ink.
