Chapter 394

Although Master Ban was old, when he thought that the Mohist School might be in trouble, he actually burst out with a burst of strength and kept up with Dian Zhi's pace.

The two soon arrived at the central hall.

After entering the Mohist central hall, many Mohist disciples heard the warning and arrived here one after another. The scene inside seemed a bit chaotic. Vaguely, they seemed to hear words like "traitor Jing Ke" and "listen to my explanation," as if some disputes had occurred.

"This?"

Master Ban and Dian Zhi looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

After the two brought some Mohist disciples and stepped into the central hall, they first saw a young figure surrounded by many Mohist disciples in the center.

After seeing this figure, Master Ban's expression changed slightly, and Dian Zhi gritted his teeth.

"Jing Ke!!"

"You traitor, how dare you come back?"

Dian Zhi was about to use the Lightning God Walk to come to Jing Ke's side and teach him a lesson. At this moment, Master Ban noticed another figure and immediately stopped Dian Zhi.

"Xiao Zhi, wait..."

Dian Zhi paused and looked at Master Ban in confusion.

Immediately, he found that Master Ban's body was trembling slightly.

Dian Zhi was puzzled at first, but soon understood.

Just because near Jing Ke, beside Xu Fuzi, there was another figure.

This figure was wearing a black robe, as always.

For those old Mohist commanders, they were very familiar with this figure.

"Six-Fingered... Leader?!"

Dian Zhi said in a low voice, saying the other party's name in disbelief.

"You're here!"

At this moment, the Six-Fingered Black Hero also looked at Dian Zhi and Master Ban. Counting Xu Fuzi, the three most senior Mohist commanders had all gathered.

Master Ban looked at the Six-Fingered Black Hero, his body trembling slightly, as if he still couldn't accept the fact that the Six-Fingered Black Hero, a dead man, had come back to life.

Dian Zhi, as a thief, had always been vigilant. After coming to his senses, he also hurriedly asked the Six-Fingered Black Hero: "Are you real or fake~~?"

Because of Xu Fuzi, Dian Zhi did not directly identify the Six-Fingered Black Hero in front of him as disguised by others. Looking at Xu Fuzi's attitude, it seemed that he identified him as the real Six-Fingered Black Hero.

Therefore, Dian Zhi decided to ask clearly first.

The Six-Fingered Black Hero had expected this situation long ago. He said in a deep voice: "I know that in your eyes, I have long been dead, and even my body has been buried. But whether you can accept this fact or not, I want to say that I did not die, and that body is not my body!"

"Of course, to gain your trust, I have to provide some evidence!"

The Six-Fingered Black Hero began to tell stories from the past. He had served as the Mohist Leader for many years. Master Ban, Xu Fuzi, and Dian Zhi all became Mohist commanders when he led the Mohist School. During this long period of time, there were always some things and words that only they, the parties involved, knew.

As these past events were mentioned by the Six-Fingered Black Hero, Master Ban became more and more shocked.

They had to accept a reality, that is, the person in front of them was really the Six-Fingered Black Hero.

"How is it possible?!"

A dead man clearly cannot be resurrected, so there is only one possibility: the Six-Fingered Black Hero did not die.

Although they had checked the Six-Fingered Black Hero's body before, at this moment, if they wanted to accept the fact that the Six-Fingered Black Hero did not die, they could only admit another sentence said by the Six-Fingered Black Hero, that is, that body was indeed not the Six-Fingered Black Hero.

After coming to his senses, Master Ban suddenly let out a hearty laugh.

"Hahahaha..."

Dian Zhi and many Mohist disciples were confused, not knowing why Master Ban was laughing.