Seeing the impostor Qin Wei dealt with, the Demon Suppression Envoys all heaved sighs of relief.
But when they looked at Ling Yun, covered in Killing Intent, their hearts rose into their throats once more.
Though they had come to blows because they had been deceived by the fake Qin Wei, no matter what, they had been in the wrong first.
Thus, none of them knew how they should face Ling Yun now.
The best outcome would naturally be for both sides to ignore each other. Once they recovered their Spirit Energy, they could break this illusion world and return to reality.
By then, if everyone tacitly understood one another, perhaps this matter could simply be brushed aside.
Yet Ma Xiu's sudden shout had not only drawn Ling Yun's attention, but also sent all their hearts racing into their throats!
Facing everyone's furious glares, Ma Xiu awkwardly scratched his head.
He had only been too anxious in the moment and had not thought things through.
As Ling Yun gradually walked toward them, everyone apart from Ma Xiu and the other two lowered their heads uneasily, not daring to meet his gaze at all.
Especially those who had been left with deep psychological scars by Ling Yun—they silently prayed that the lunatic would not notice them.
By then, Ling Yun had already reached them. His gaze swept across the group as he spoke in an inscrutable tone.
"I nearly forgot about you lot."
"Didn't every last one of you think I was an Evil Spirit just now? Why has everyone gone silent now?"
"Let me think. Since even Qin Wei could be fake, then you lot couldn't be fake too, could you?"
Faced with Ling Yun's half-smiling gaze, no one could tell what he was thinking. They all dared not speak.