"It didn't take the bait. What a pity."
Watching Feng Xiaose slip free from the spatial passage and make his leisurely exit, Xu Xiaoshou felt nothing but envy.
He, too, wanted to spread a single crimson wing after being targeted, negotiate with the Heavenly Secrets Divine Envoy, and then leave.
That was far more dashing than fleeing in a bedraggled mess after some great battle—at least no one would be chasing him.
But...
There was no helping it! He was the one who had chopped up Yu Lingdi, and he was also the one who had nearly slain Situ Yongen.
With the title of Saint Slave hanging over his head—a title that made negotiation with the Holy Spirit Hall utterly impossible—Xu Xiaoshou did not dare imagine how many times the Heavenly Secrets Divine Envoy's brain would have to short-circuit before he gave him the same chance he had given Feng Xiaose.
Just as the spatial passage was about to close, Xu Xiaoshou made a small attempt.
His body turned into an afterimage and vanished. At the same time, a tiny figure flashed into the mouth of the passage.
But Number Two, who had already disengaged silver "Defense Mode," reacted swiftly and blocked the spatial passage in an instant.
With one kick—bang!—the portrait clone casually sketched out was blasted apart by Number Two on the spot! Xu Xiaoshou canceled his vanished state and released his Berserk Giant form, landing back where he had been with an embarrassed look.
"Lord Heavenly Secrets Divine Envoy is amazing! Your reactions are so fast!"
"Mocking me?" Number Two remained unmoved, his calm gaze falling upon him. "You cannot leave, and I will not give you the chance."
"That damned Feng Xiaose successfully deceived you and got away. If you don't intend to chase him, what