The monk was highly skilled, with an enormous lump of gold behind him in that illusory realm. Only by going all out and catching him off guard could they win.
Going all out...
Xiao He glanced at the pig teammate beside him. It certainly would be quite unexpected. He decided to spare the monk's life.
Anxious to find Xiang Yuan, he hurried forward, circled around Lingxiu, and craned his head over the bottomless abyssal blood pool, his scalp going numb with fright.
Turbid vapors soared into the sky. This was absolutely no good place. He calculated again and again, but got no result.
He retreated repeatedly, then, once he could sense the normal laws of heaven and earth, calculated again. He could not determine whether Xiang Yuan's fate was auspicious or grim, only that the fated person connected to himself was still alive. Only then did his expression ease considerably.
Looking again at Lingxiu, who was tapping a wooden fish and seemingly chanting sutras, Xiao He frowned. He guessed that the bald donkey had saved Xiang Yuan. Though displeased, he did not interrupt him. He honestly squatted in a corner, staring at Xu Jixian as though he wanted to eat him alive.
This trip to the Southern Border had been a complete loss. Xiao He had gained nothing, and Xu Jixian had even exposed his undercover identity in the Imperial City Directorate.
He did not know whether Ana Heiyan had passed on that intelligence. Not daring to harbor any wishful thinking, he immediately prepared for the worst. Fengxian County could no longer be used as a base. He would send word back to headquarters and switch to another hideout to lie low for a while.
Moving was simple. The crucial thing was his identity. The useless-man persona he had cultivated