Surely no normal person would connect the Soul-Suppressing Celestial Dew with something called Ghost Tomato Soup.
At a time like this, in such a serious situation, are you sure you're not joking?
What kind of thought process is that?!
The sense of dissonance was just off the charts!
Chang'an and Lu Wei looked at each other, momentarily unable to react, completely at a loss for words to attack him with.
Even Bai Fa and his group were dumbfounded.
What did any of that have to do with anything?
Why would he suddenly bring up that tomato soup stuff out of nowhere?
Chen Yun furrowed her brow, looking at Mo Qi and thinking, 'This guy can't be a fraud, can he?'
'Did he just make up that whole story about the origin of the Soul-Suppressing Celestial Dew?'
'No!'
'The Silver Moon Wolf Race obviously aren't fools.'
'They know better than anyone what the Soul-Suppressing Celestial Dew means. They wouldn't, and wouldn't dare, act recklessly in this matter.'
