Bab 396: Conspiracy (1)

 "..." Xuan Mist stood in place, shocked. His entire body had gone cold.

 Of course, as a water-type Divine Weapon, he wasn't really cold. He was simply scared.

 "I… I…" Xuan Mist's dragon body squeezed out a smile. "I think… we might have a little misunderstanding—"

 Before it could finish, a giant hand grabbed it.

 "Hair" rose on Xuan Mist's back. The dragon abruptly exploded into a swirl of black mist, and soon reformed his shape nearby.

 But he was clearly desperate. Lu Sheng's grab was too sudden, and the shock was so extreme that it hindered his natural power.

 "Milord! I promise I held no ill intention toward you! I am not involved in any Black Deer Tribe affairs at all. I only quietly cultivated in seclusion here. I swear I haven't caused any trouble!" Xuan Mist explained at a rapid speed.