After dealing with the White-clad Assassin, Mo Qiong quickly reached the racetrack with Haman.
Along the way, Haman stared at Mo Qiong in utter astonishment. Any man would have been stunned to see another man suddenly transform into a little girl right in front of him.
"So... you're actually a girl?" Haman asked suspiciously.
Mo Qiong said with a dark expression, "Everyone has two forms. You want to turn into this too, don't you? I can help you."
"No, no! I can't be a princess!" Haman hurriedly shook his head.
"Then shut up!"
Mo Qiong was in a terrible mood. Too many people had died this time.
The assassins had slaughtered without regard for the consequences, and the result was that both sides had suffered devastating losses.
Seeing the corpses of so many familiar people along the way had left Mo Qiong in no mood for anything. Yet Haman was still focused on his transformation ability, making Mo Qiong want to deliberately let him get killed by the assassins.
But that was only a thought.
When they arrived at the racetrack, Mo Qiong discovered that Master Gou had already reached the place.
More than twenty Outsider Personnel, along with a few scattered lucky stable hands and gardeners, had gathered there.
If these were all the survivors, then the Blue White Society had lost at least seventy Outsider Personnel—and they had all been veteran armed Outsider Personnel.
"You are..." All the Outsider Personnel present looked at the blood-covered little girl Mo Qiong, unable to recognize him.
"Mo Qiong! You transformed again..." Master Gou said, puffing on his cigarette.
"Yeah. A White-clad Assassin got close to me. I almost died, but fortunately I transformed and counter-killed him at the critical moment," Mo Qiong said.
"Even Oligia can't beat a White-clad Assassin. You