"Fang Zhengzhi, do you really think that anyone would believe you?" Qian Ye's gaze was as chilly and sharp as a razor blade.
Meanwhile, Cang Yue looked like she was confused. She was stunned, but more importantly, she seemed lost.
The disciples around them chose to remain silent. No one said a word or looked at Fang Zhengzhi again as if that was a taboo.
"It isn't true that no one believes me, it's because no one dares to believe me. However…" Fang Zhengzhi took a break, because at this point in time, some of his questions had already been answered.
The only question that he had yet to figure out was the war mentioned by both Lin Mubai and Qian Ye, which took place over a decade ago.
He guessed that everything had started from that war, but the strange thing was, the war wasn't recorded in Great Xia Dynasty's history.
Fang Zhengzhi thought that this was peculiar.
