When the White Dragon Envoy's piercing gaze swept over the twelve passengers one by one, he lingered on each person's body for more than ten breaths, making some of them feel uneasy.
Even though Ye Zhen suspected that the sense of crisis plaguing his mind was related to the Black Dragon Banner, his will was extremely resilient. Even being unusual himself and watched by the White Dragon Envoy for ten breaths, he remained expressionless.
However, the unexpected still happened!
"What's in your bosom?" Yua Yang, the White Dragon Envoy, raised an eyebrow and questioned Ye Zhen.
"Just a demon servant!"
Ye Zhen calmly patted his chest, revealing the half-furry head of the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten.
Having taken just one look, Yua Yang, the White Dragon Envoy, turned his head, signifying the inspection was complete. What was frustrating was that after nearly a hundred breaths had passed since the inspection, there was still no further indication.
