Hao Jiuyou maintained his kneeling stance in the air. His expression was exceptionally cold and even Lin Dong's earlier words had not caused his expression to change. Even Lin Dong could not help but secretly praise such a strong state of mind.
"Young brother Lin Dong, has he also been corrupted by the Yimo?"
Zhu Li could not help but ask as he looked at Hao Jiuyou. After all, Hao Jiuyou was a relatively outstanding person amongst the younger generation of the Celestial Demon Marten tribe. If what Lin Dong said was true, it would indeed be a big blow to them.
Lin Dong's black eyes were unblinkingly fixed on Hao Jiuyou as he spoke in a faint voice, "First elder, a hundred years ago, his talent within the Celestial Demon Marten tribe could only be considered mediocre. Why did his strength suddenly soar? Don't you feel that this matter is rather strange?"
Zhu Li's expression slightly altered.
