However, Yukong felt that this unfamiliar face looked somewhat familiar.
For a moment, she could not remember where she had seen it before.
"My name is Fu Hua!"
Although she could directly discard Fu Hua's disguise, Fu Hua's face was still quite useful in the Xianzhou, so it was better not to expose herself if possible.
"Fu Hua..."
Yukong murmured as she looked at Liuge's face. At first, she seemed confused, but as she continued murmuring, her eyes gradually widened.
"Could it be... you are... Hua..."
Before she could finish, Liuge raised a hand to stop her.
"Don't overthink it. I just look rather similar to her."
That was how Liuge explained it, but Yukong's expression was much the same as Sushang's.
It was as if she were saying—
Marshal Hua, as long as you're happy.
"May I ask why you have come here..."
Yukong had just wanted to ask when she abruptly stopped.
Yukong felt like she was about to fall apart.
Given the current state of the Xianzhou, did she really need to ask?
The Marshal had come here and seen this mess. She would probably hold someone accountable.
But why had the Marshal personally come here?
As soon as that thought surfaced, Yukong found an answer for herself.
The Marshal must have her own profound reasons for doing this.
Liuge watched Yukong's changing expression and found it rather amusing.
She had figured it out: Stat-Stick drops were related to a person's emotional state.
For example, the moment Sushang believed she was Marshal Hua, her emotions became incredibly turbulent, and Stat-Sticks dropped as outrageously as a jackpot from a slot machine.
Yukong was in roughly the same state now. However, compared with Sushang, she had only dropped two Stat-Sticks.
Still, both were suitable golden Stat-Sticks.
However, they were