"Damn it, that guy really jumped out there. I knew he was unreliable, always stirring up trouble." Seeing Xia Ping leap out, Rabbit Linglong was furious enough to nearly explode. "But why has he turned into a bald monk? Right, he must be up to no good and afraid of being recognized, so he changed his identity. As expected of a shameless human—he can even do something like this."
She had clearly noticed that Xia Ping looked completely different from before, having utterly transformed into a bald monk of the Arhat Race.
"What an incredible transformation technique. I can't detect a single flaw in it."
Qingluan was immensely amazed. She possessed the Qingluan Eye, capable of seeing through the illusions of the world; ordinary secret arts could never deceive her.
Yet even beneath her Qingluan Eye, she still could not see through Xia Ping's disguise.
If she had not known that this person was Xia Ping, she would have thought some other figure had appeared and would never have connected him to Xia Ping at all.
"Who cares what transformation technique it is? That bastard human is causing trouble here. We should hurry up and slip away, lest we get dragged into disaster and be hunted down by this enraged crowd."
Rabbit Linglong feared that if they waited any longer, they too would become accomplices and be pursued by their enemies.
"Don't rush. Since this human dared to step out, he must be confident. Let's watch first."
Qingluan was not in a hurry. She intended to wait and see, because she did not think Xia Ping was such a foolish human that he would knowingly walk into danger just to die.
This human likely had complete confidence before daring to act this way. She wanted to know just what other