The priest hugged his fist and said sincerely, "excuse my servant's rudeness, but to be honest, we have been to the spirit palace in the cold land. There is a young man under the age of 20. Just glancing at it, he recognized that this is the refining map of the scepter of the dead."

"At this point, we have no need to deceive the master."

Master Ouye's anger eased, looked at the priest's face and said, "are you telling me that a young man determined that this is the refining map of the scepter of the dead?"

"Absolutely true." The priest said.

Ouyeming shook his head: "that's impossible. Refining tools requires years of experience. This picture is complex and strange. It's hard to believe that a person at first sight can recognize its refined objects at a glance."

The priest said seriously, "I can swear to the barbarian God."

Ouyeming's old eyes narrowed. Lounan worshipped a pretty God, but a very effective God. No matter how confused a barbarian is, he won't swear to the pretty God.

Besides, he is a priest of God!

"What's his name?" Ouyeming thought, could it be the royal family in Liangjing