After the Old Dean said those words,
the emaciated old man and Grandma Yu both turned their gaze toward the little Taoist, waiting for him to give a definitive answer.
Even Ji Junqiao, who was not too far away and whose face still bore traces of anxiety, momentarily forgot her own troubles and took a couple of steps toward them, looking over with curiosity and caution.
However, before everyone could hear Jin Xu speak,
they heard Little White's exclamation.
"Hey, isn't this the half piece of crispy five-layer pork that Little Hong dropped?"
Upon hearing this, a sense of foreboding sank into Elder Chi's heart.
The Old Dean, seeing a situation developing where he could witness the Ancestor of Kunlun Immortal Palace being put in his place, hastily spoke up.
"Miss Little White, do you recognize this item? I wonder who this Little Hong you mentioned is?"
"Mm, if that thing the white-bearded grandpa is holding was picked up from here, then I'm likely not mistaken.
