Mei Suren's expression was complicated.
How many years had it been since he had felt this way? At his age, he still needed his own student to protect him.
Was it because the exile countdown was about to run out?
That Xu Xiaoshou had resorted to this desperate measure, daring enough to put on such a show before Number Two and Yan Wuse? But he could not leave with him!
If he abandoned the Xu Xiaoshou beside him, whether real or fake, and left with the so-called "Kong Yuhen"...
With Number Two's formidable deductive abilities, all it needed was to piece together the preceding events. At worst, it could still infer the rough outline of what had happened.
At almost the same moment, Xu Xiaoshou thought of this as well.
The Second True Body promptly cried out miserably, "Mr. Siren, take me with you!"
In a flash, Mei Suren made up his mind.
If he took the speaking Xu Xiaoshou and left, the Holy Spirit Hall would never let them go.
But if he gave up on leaving with "Kong Yuhen," stayed behind, and cooperated with this fake Xu Xiaoshou, then "Kong Yuhen" might be able to escape.
That way, in this certain-death predicament, Xu Xiaoshou could rely on his own abilities to shed his shell like a golden cicada and escape successfully.
That was not necessarily the better choice! But if Mei Suren could think of it, how could Xu Xiaoshou have failed to foresee it?
The moment the Second True Body's pleading began, the so-called Kong Yuhen cast him an indifferent glance and said, "My business is urgent. Mei Suren must leave with me first."
"As for you... your backer will naturally make a move when the time comes."
The Second True Body froze at the right moment,