Wang Ba heard the speculation.
The figure shrouded in white light, at this moment, seemed a little less casual and a bit more solemn.
Slightly straightening his body, after a brief silence, he stared at Wang Ba, who stood not far from the stone table, and suddenly asked:
"Why do you think so?"
Although he felt about sixty percent confident in his heart, Wang Ba couldn't help but feel a slight tremor when he heard this question.
It really is him!
However, Wang Ba did not answer immediately; instead, he asked another question:
"Where is Shen Fu? Has he been tainted by the Six Paths Pond Water?"
The figure enveloped in white light shook his head slightly:
"It's not in vain that he protects you so much... Rest assured, I have already sent him to compete for the next generation of Buddha's son."
"Buddha's son?"
