Zhou Bugui shivered uncontrollably. As he looked in terror at the smiling Ji Fengyan, his legs became so soft that his knees buckled.
Ji Fengyan slowly walked back to the campfire as if nothing had happened.
All was still.
The appearance of the scarlet monkey proved one thing.
This was a challenge from the Demon Clan. But made them feel unbearably guilty was the trace of suspicion they had towards Ji Fengyan. Even if… they had ultimately overcome their suspicions and chosen to believe Ji Fengyan, that moment of suspicion made them feel too ashamed to lift their heads.
At that moment, no one dared to say a word. Zhou Bugui might be despicable, but were they any better?
Only the two youths from the red team had trusted Ji Fengyan implicitly. Even when the scarlet monkey had tried to sow discord, they had not wavered at all.
