At the side.
The stunned Yanfeng Gongzheng stood back up.
Immediately,
his heart was filled with an even stronger shock.
"Two Holy Grails?"
Yanfeng Gongzheng exclaimed.
Yi Lin nodded, "There's no other explanation."
"So that's it," Yanfeng Gongzheng lowered his head. He recalled the causes and effects of everything, and a trace of realization appeared on his astonished face, "This is the true reason I, Yanfeng Gongzheng, came here."
"What do you mean?"
Yi Lin, while remaining wary of the opposing magician's Heroic Spirit launching another attack, noticed the implications in Yanfeng Gongzheng's words and quickly pursued the question.
He had long observed that ever since they arrived at Uruk City, Yanfeng Gongzheng carried an air of melancholy, hiding some secret within.
First, Yi Lin lacked the Mind Reading Technique, and second, he wasn't cruel enough to resort to harsh interrogation and beating to extract the truth from Yanfeng Gongzheng.
