Zhang Wei has been observing Tang Rao for a long time. How could someone so cunning and experienced not see through Tang Rao's intentions?
His confident expression betrays a hint of insecurity, and his glances at Zhang Wei are fleeting and uncertain.
Moreover, Zhang Wei, who has never believed in superstition, refuses to trust that Tang Rao's skills have advanced so quickly without any signs of a mystical encounter. Zhang Wei is convinced that everything Tang Rao has done earlier was just to create a false impression for him.
"I think you should believe me. If I've counted correctly, you've already lost dozens, if not hundreds of middle gods earlier. Or would you prefer to compare some higher gods with my Divine Artifact?"
Damn it, could Zhang Wei have discovered something?
Earlier, Zhang Wei had been wary of the things in Tang Rao's hands. There's no reason for him to suddenly realize something.
