"Xu Xiaoshou?"
Shouye's fingers trembled wildly, his voice quivering as though he had been electrocuted.
Questioned, Passive Value +1.
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou adjusted the Straw Hat on his head, just about to say something.
"Xu Xiaoshou?!"
Shouye's voice suddenly rose several pitches. His chin jerked forward, even his neck craning out.
Questioned, Passive Value +1.
Xu Xiaoshou fell silent for a moment.
"Not so."
"XU XIAOSHOU!!!"
Shouye roared, as if his entire worldview had exploded. At this moment, aside from roaring, he could not make a single extra movement.
Trembling uncontrollably, he mindlessly raised a finger and shook it frantically up and down.
His whole body shuddered and swayed from horror and shock...
Clearly, he was a Cutting Path-level powerhouse.
Yet now, Shouye could not even stand in the void without feeling as though his footing were unsteady, his body completely unstable.
"You're Xu Xiaoshou?"
"How could you possibly really be Xu Xiaoshou?"
At this moment, Shouye truly was about to go mad.
Inside his mind, everything Second Saint Slave had done and said within the Ancient Book Space replayed, scene by scene, frame by frame, over and over.
Yet the more those scenes replayed, the stronger the impact became.
Every word and action of that so-called Second Saint Slave once again slammed viciously into Shouye's soul.
His mind was blank. Shouye's lips moved, but he could not utter half a sentence.
"You've mistaken me for someone else."
Xu Xiaoshou understood that his instinctive response had already answered everything.
At this moment, he only hated himself for feeling that relief of surviving the calamity so quickly. Why had he not run a few more steps after swallowing the pill?
Why had Shouye arrived... so quickly! He clearly possessed Concealment and Transformation. There was no reason Shouye