Alas, I Am No Match for Shou
Mei Suren was dumbfounded.
This Void Attendant had run over while he was undergoing his tribulation, done nothing at all, and come just to mock him?
Just like Ye Xiaotian and Xiao Kongtong, the only reason Mei Suren had not yet attacked the attendant was that his reaction matched theirs perfectly: he was completely bewildered.
"What is happening right now?"
"Is its brain broken?"
"What about the intelligence of a Void Attendant? Does it know what it is doing? What does it want—some twisted joy built upon human suffering?"
Mei Suren was stunned for only half a breath before pulling the stone sword from his back once more.
No matter what, he could not tolerate a Void Attendant coming out to mock him at a time like this, especially when Xu Xiaoshou had just died and everyone was plunged into despair.
The Saint Tribulation was too slow.
He would directly slay this Void Attendant that had come seeking death, then begin crossing his tribulation.
"You came at the wrong time." Mei Suren moved his sword.
But just then—
"Beep, beep, beep..."
The faint chime of a Communication Talisman reached his ears. Had he not listened carefully, he might have missed it.
Mei Suren's sword paused, and surprise appeared on his face. He realized that the beeping did not seem to come from only the talisman on his person. There was a second sound layered over it.
Where was it?
Mei Suren looked around, only to discover in shock that the Void Attendant ahead had bent down. Inside its slightly opened stinking mouth, on that exposed enormous face, was another tiny "Communication Talisman," rolling about on its tongue...
"Bleh, bleh, bleh~"
???
For that instant, Mei Suren's mind went blank.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How