Like the first, the second Divine Statue melted into her with ease.
However...
The woman did not move.
She stood rooted to the spot, as though turned to stone.
The three men's expressions shifted from despair to terror, then from terror to bewilderment.
Finally, hope surfaced once again.
Then Second Waiter suddenly burst out laughing.
"So that's it! That's it! Looks like this isn't a matter of one plus one. With her feeble mind, even one was more than she could bear. Now that she's taken in a second... naturally, she's died right here!"
When his laughter subsided, he turned and glared viciously at Zhou You.
"How does that saying go again? Right, you ignored the open road to Spirit Mountain and barged into hell instead... Happy now? You've missed your one and only chance. The three of us will take very good care of you..."
However...
To his surprise, Zhou You completely ignored his words. He merely propped up his chin and watched the woman as though studying some fascinating curiosity.
For some reason, Second Waiter's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He turned back and studied her carefully—but there was no response at all. Even her vitality had almost completely vanished.
...He's just putting on an act, isn't he?
Second Waiter snorted and beckoned, about to gather his brothers and take the bastard down first.
However...
At that very moment...
A gentle voice, laden with exhaustion, rang out.
"Shao Chi, what are you doing?"
Second Waiter did not recognize the name.
Or rather, to him, it was merely one stranger addressing another.
Yet he involuntarily stopped moving. It felt like a small child being scolded by a parent, a reaction driven entirely by instinct.
He slowly turned his head. In his incredulous gaze, there was only a woman.
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