Are you insane?!
Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded even in midair.
Was this organization out of its mind?
Why did they invite him the moment they met? The Red Robes had done it, the Saint Slave had done it, and now Yama too?
When he had fought the Nine Nether Ghost Infant earlier, Xu Xiaoshou had already regarded Yama as the greatest hypothetical enemy in his heart.
And now, they were extending an olive branch as well?
"Are you sick?"
Xu Xiaoshou released the Vanishing Art and appeared with the Yousi Sword in hand. The tip of his vicious sword was only a few fingers' breadth above Yincao's head.
Yincao's pupils contracted.
He had merely predicted it; he had not expected this man to truly hold the Yousi Sword over his head.
Everything had turned out exactly as Lord Huangquan had guessed...
Yet now that Xu Xiaoshou had calmly revealed himself, Yincao could not help but marvel at this kid's confidence.
According to his intelligence, Xu Xiaoshou was truly only an Innate. An Innate, pointing his sword at a Cutting Path!
Where did this fellow get the nerve to show himself so directly?
"I'm not sick."
Yincao spoke blandly, his gaze unwavering. "But I can tell that you're somewhat tempted, and that you've accepted my sincerity. Otherwise, you would not have revealed yourself before me."
Naturally, Xu Xiaoshou could not explain that his Vanishing Art was about to give out and that he had to show himself to catch his breath.
He let out a soft breath. "If you're not sick, then your Lord Huangquan must be."
Yincao seemed to freeze for a moment.
Then his eyes shifted, and he lowered his head.
"You're awake?"
Following his gaze downward, Xu Xiaoshou saw that Hundred Ghosts, lying in Yincao's arms, had already