At the hidden beach of Yin Yang Valley, where the Shui Tribe is stationed, the entire tribe gathered together, all with angry expressions and a strange sense of humiliation.
There is also a group of people who are obviously a group of people with fighting ability in the water tribe. They shuttle back and forth in every room in a disciplined and organized manner. They have serious expressions and anxious looks, as if they are looking for something.
Yu Yongnan stood sternly in front of the tribe, spitting and cursing: "Now I give you one last chance to tell me who stole the golden scales of the saints of the past thousands of years ago? Otherwise I will..."
Just when the irritable Yu Yongnan was about to say harsh words, the great elder on the side quickly stopped him and changed his tone and said to the water tribe people: "I know that everyone has just come back and is very curious about everything here. Are you playful or... If you are curious, there is nothing wrong with taking the saint's golden scales and wanting to observe them."
"But!" The great elder said with a serious expression: "The natal golden scales of the saints of the past are the most important things of our water tribe. They have been personally cared for by the saints for generations, and then handed over to the next generation of saints. It is so important now. Two pieces of things are missing, how can we, the Yu clan, face the ancestors of the Shui clan?"
The great elder's words immediately resonated with the vast majority of the Shui Tribe people. They rolled up their sleeves one by one and shouted indignantly.
"Who stole it? Hand it over quickly!"
"We are all family members, don't be blinded by unnecessary desires!"
"It's useless even if you take the golden scales!"
"Only a saint can touch the golden scales. It belongs to every generation of saints!"
"Give it back to the saint!"
There were constant shouts and shouts, but no one came forward to hand it back. By this time, the team that searched every room had also returned.
"How is it?" Yu Yongnan asked anxiously.
The leader shook his head: "I'm sorry, patriarch, I didn't find it."
Yu Yongnan was anxious: "How could I not find it? Didn't you look carefully?!"
The leader wiped his cold sweat and said: "We have really dug it inside and out. The entire station has been doubled, and we only need to dig up the soil!"
Yu Yongnan shouted: "Those natal golden scales have never left the water tribe's station. There were only so many when we came back, and there were only so many when the saint took over. They can't have wings and fly, right?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of cautious doubt: "Did the foreigners who came back to our station steal it?"
"Yes, yes!" The others immediately responded: "I remember your name is Chu Han, right?"
“Oh no, I didn’t expect that!
"We treat him as a friend, invite him to our camp, tell him all our secrets, and yet he steals from us?"
"unacceptable!"
"But now that he is gone, what should we do?"
Yu Yongnan was dumbfounded and looked at the great elder in confusion. Did Chu Han steal it? No way
That's a bit subtle. After all, Yu Yongnan said personally that as long as Chu Han is willing to help, he can give Chu Han anything, but steal
It would be bad if you stole it.
The most important thing is that Yu Yongnan promised what he could give. As for the saint's personal belongings, he had absolutely no right to control them!
If Chu Han really did this, how would it end
Amidst the voices of doubt and anger, the Saint of the Water Tribe, who had not appeared before, walked out of a room. She was still dressed in the same simple dress as everyone else, but it was such a simple white cloth that was draped on her body casually. It also clearly highlights her unique temperament.
"Saint!"
"The saint is here!"
"See the Saint!"
The Shui tribe people saluted quickly without any disrespect.
The saint looked at everyone, and then said to Yu Yongnan: "I don't like Chu Han very much."
The saint's words immediately heated up the scene, and a group of people rose up and shouted.
"It seems that Chu Han really did it?"
"That's too much! You really need to be on guard against others!"
"Let's go to the sea and wait for him at the exit of Yanggu!"
"I will tear his body apart with my own hands and take back our Aquatic Tribe's things!"
Seeing the scene that suddenly turned into such a cruel scene, Yu Yongnan couldn't help but look at his sister with a cold sweat, and even a hint of pleading. If Chu Han really took it, it would be great if the things were returned. Risking his life to do things for them, isn't it appropriate to treat Chu Han like this
At this moment, the excited Shui Tribe people were already preparing to summon troops and wanted to go to the sea to intercept Chu Han in Yanggu. Suddenly Yurounu spoke again. This time, the situation suddenly changed 180 degrees. The big turning point.
"Although I don't like Chu Han, he didn't steal the things." The Saint of the Water Tribe said this firmly.
The scene suddenly became eerily silent. A group of people all looked at Yu Rounu dumbfounded, especially Yu Yongnan, who couldn't turn around and couldn't control his expression. He showed his stupidity to the fullest.
"Why, why?" someone asked stammering: "How can the saint be sure that he didn't steal it?"
A group of people nodded hurriedly. Why are they so sure? The Yu clan has always been united. Except for Chu Han, a foreigner who has been here, other factors are not established at all. Who else could it be if it wasn't Chu Han
Looking at the people who were quietly waiting for an explanation, Yu Rounu continued: "From the moment I became a saint, I could feel the golden scales of the dead saint. This feeling is very subtle, as if there is a line with my body. Heart-to-heart connection.”
As she spoke, she covered her chest and frowned: "If those natal golden scales are taken away by someone, I will definitely be able to feel it if that person stands in front of me within a certain range. Even if it is eaten into my stomach, I will find it. But when I sent Chu Han away, there wasn’t even a trace of fluctuation in his golden scales.”
"So." Finally, Yu Rounu concluded firmly: "It can't be Chu Han!"
Everyone suddenly realized that this was the case!
Then they looked at the saint with even more admiration. Sure enough, the saint was a saint, different from them.
But gradually, everyone's emotions broke down again. They couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved when they looked at the saint. You said, just say that Chu Han didn't steal it. Why did you add that you don't like it in the first place? He caused them to misunderstand for a while!
Yu Yongnan was even bigger than him, and he couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and scream: "Where did those two missing golden scales go?"
Of course they don't know that Wangcai put the two golden scales into his own personal space the moment he stole them. In addition to Chu Han's dimensional space, Wangcai of the major management systems of the manual regeneration system also has, of course, That's its little treasury.
The particularity of the dimensional space is self-evident. It completely blocks the outside world. It’s strange that Yu Rounu can feel it!