Seeing that his identity had been exposed, "Yu" showed no change in expression. He slowly said, "As last night, with you at the head, we reopen the sacrifice. We temporarily become members of the Xiao Family by blood, and the Faceless Great Immortal will respond as well—is that right?"
Xiao Shou struggled to crawl upright, but he had no legs at the moment and only one arm left. There was no way he could escape.
Hearing "Yu's" question, Xiao Shou's face turned ashen, and he showed no intention of answering.
But soon, the eyes painted on his face revealed a distinct look of gloom, and he abruptly calmed down.
A moment later, Xiao Shou replied stiffly, "Yes!"
"Yu" gave a slight nod, reached out through the air to take some incense, and handed it over. "Now, immediately lead us in offering the sacrifice."
"May the Faceless Great Immortal bestow fortune upon us!"
Xiao Shou's eyes were vacant and muddled as he said, "All right."
Immediately afterward, he took the incense and crawled toward the burner.
Watching him, "Yu" reached for the mask on his face. After hesitating briefly, he removed it.
The instant the mask fell away, "Yu's" melancholy expression began to shift repeatedly, his face filled with struggle.
Seeing this, the Crimson Powder Bride gave a slight nod.
Xiao Shou had been ensnared by "Yu's" technique and would not wake up anytime soon. Taking advantage of the moment to have him pray for fortune on their behalf was indeed the quickest shortcut.
Even if this failed, it did not matter. As long as they woke up in time tonight, nothing would happen to them!
Thinking this, the Crimson Powder Bride also raised a hand and removed her mask. Her expression quickly began to shift, her eyes showing a struggle.