Xiao Yu Was Acting Strange

When I said that, everyone who had breathed a sigh of relief a second ago immediately became alert.

At that moment, their expressions darkened as they warily watched Xiao Yu slowly emerge from the black mist.

No one here knew Xiao Yu better than I did.

My judgment was definitely more accurate than theirs.

Compared to that, they trusted me.

Master stopped soothing the rooster, dragged Uncle Yu on his back with one hand, and drew his Peachwood Sword as if facing a formidable enemy.

This Xiao Yu revealed a hint of surprise and anxiety.

"I am Xiao Yu!"

Her disguise was convincing, but no matter how I looked at those eyes, something felt wrong.

I called out again.

"Don't move yet!"

Xiao Yu, who had stepped out of the black mist, froze for a moment before hurriedly saying,

"Jiang Ning, look carefully! I'm Xiao Yu. You're making me so sad."

As she spoke, she put on a pitiful expression, her eyes full of innocence.

The others instinctively looked at me as well.

In their eyes, there was nothing abnormal about the Xiao Yu before us.

Even Pan Ling's Yin-Yang Eyes had failed to spot anything wrong.

They all wanted to hear how I had reached my conclusion.

And right now, I had no absolute proof.

It was merely a judgment based on intuition.

If she was real, I could sincerely apologize to her afterward.

But if she really was fake, this might save all our lives.

I still did not lower my guard and instead asked,

"Xiao Yu, where's your Black Umbrella?"

The moment Xiao Yu heard that, she immediately replied,

"It was shattered by the Great Fiend when we fought just now.

But it's fine, as long as you're okay.

Although I drove the Great Fiend back, this