I Can't Do Things That Waste Time

Li Baitian frowned slightly. "It is a bit too much of a coincidence, but using a sword doesn't prove anything, does it? Maybe to the Black King, the Tyrant was too weak to be worth drawing his sword against.

Apocalypse deployed an entire army with huge numbers. It would be perfectly normal for the Black King to take out a weapon."

"Uncle Li, you're right, but with so many coincidences piled together, I can't help but suspect..."

"Ah." Bai Ye sighed, clasping his hands behind his back in a deliberately profound pose and gazing up at the ceiling at a forty-five-degree angle. "Since you've figured it out, forget it. I won't pretend anymore. I'll come clean. I am, in fact—the surviving spark of the Old Era, the releaser of the Mutated Scarlet Virus, the destroyer of civilized order, the man with a bounty of 2.096 billion, North Mang's highest-bountied man in history, the one who instantly killed the Tyrant Yang Jie, kidnapped the Apocalypse Chairman, and stands as the Head of the Ten Kings... the Black King!!"

An Xiaotong: "..."

Li Baitian: "..."

The somewhat solemn atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Li Baitian scratched his head. "Brother Little White, aren't you tired after saying so many titles in one breath?"

Phew...

Bai Ye caught his breath. "A little."

An Xiaotong rolled her eyes at him. "If I hadn't personally used your body before, I might actually have believed you."

Bai Ye froze. "So after all that deduction, you still don't believe me?"

"How could the Black King possibly be someone with a Blood Qi value of only 800? How could 800 kill the Tyrant? How could it kill the Zodiac? How could it fight the entire Apocalypse alone?

Even using my body, you couldn't do that. And if you really were