Thoughts surged beneath the surface. Su Shi'er did not advance any farther, but neither did he leave.
Naturally, he knew nothing of Mu Yingluo's wild guesses or thoughts.
With his hands behind his back, he said calmly, "Leave? I'm afraid this is hardly the best time to leave."
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the Man in Black out of the corner of his eye, a thoughtful glint flickering in its depths.
All his earlier behavior had indeed stemmed from immense anger.
After all, if the Man in Black had not pulled this stunt, he would never have ended up here, nor would he have needed to wade into these muddy waters.
But however dissatisfied he was with the Man in Black, settling accounts could wait until afterward. Right now... the key was to leave this place alive as soon as possible.
Su Shi'er had been perfectly clear about that goal from the very beginning.
Acting on impulse was not in his nature, either.
Yet knowing that was one thing. He understood even better that revealing his position from the outset would do him no good.
Their opponent had a formation to rely on. This place... was his home ground.
If Su Shi'er joined the battle directly, there was no telling whether the three of them could truly work as one and face their enemy together.
Even if they won, it would... inevitably be a pyrrhic victory.
Given his temperament, he naturally sought to cover every angle and maximize his gains. Thus, he had formed a plan from the very beginning, choosing to conceal his true objective behind a show of extreme fury.
Throughout it all, Su Shi'er believed he had performed very well, never revealing the slightest intention of attacking the Hook-nosed Elder.
Moreover, he could not possibly