Walter recognized the clown.
"You—"
"Don't come any closer! Aaaahhh!!!"
Zhao Bai charged forward and pressed the tip of his blade against his throat. The world immediately fell silent.
"I'm asking you to think carefully."
Zhao Bai said unhurriedly, "You didn't arrange the professor's next stop, so where is your next stop? Did Cocolia tell you where to go after completing this mission?"
It was like a thunderbolt striking out of a clear sky.
Walter noticed this astonishing fact.
Not only had the professor's itinerary ended in Singapore, but his own journey had also stopped there. Whenever he asked where they were going next, Cocolia had always been vague.
"But that still doesn't prove—"
Zhao Bai nudged the tip of his blade forward slightly, cutting him off.
"Cocolia bought insurance for this equipment, and she also bought accident insurance for you. Do you know why?"
"Ah..."
Walter suddenly understood.
Zhao Bai withdrew his blade and stepped back. Walter immediately collapsed to the ground in despair.
His life had been a false joke.
Walter looked up at Zhao Bai. This man from Shenzhou had finally removed his clown mask and faced him with his truest appearance. Yet it was nothing like Walter had imagined; he had thought the clown mask was Zhao Bai's real face.
"Let me... be free."
Zhao Bai put on his glasses and swiftly drew his blade. By the time he spoke those words, the crimson blade had already been unleashed.
There was not even time for pain.
After finishing everything, Zhao Bai turned toward the glass container beside him. A gem-like crystal floated within it, as Honkai energy gathered recklessly. But it was still early enough—there was still a chance to salvage the situation.
Zhao Bai hurriedly shut down the machine.
The Honkai energy concentration began to