Gao Yun spoke bluntly. He did not even bother hiding his murderous intent.
No one present had a better option, either. Gao Yun's true body was not in Xiangshengyong Apartments, so even if everyone here died, it would make no difference to him.
"Should we trust him?" Ordinary Gao Ming lightly nudged Kind Gao Ming's arm. "He seems to know the complete version of us."
"We can't refuse to trust him, but we can't trust him completely, either." Kind Gao Ming's gaze remained fixed on the corpse. "The only ones we can truly rely on are ourselves."
Lowering his voice, Kind Gao Ming whispered into Ordinary Gao Ming's ear again, "Look at the corpse beside Zhuo Jun. I think its pupils moved just now. I don't know what Zhuo Jun and the others put inside it, but whatever it is, it should be very important to us. If things get chaotic later, come with me to seize the corpse."
With a miserable expression, Ordinary Gao Ming just wanted to stay put and behave himself. If he could live, he would do his best to stay alive. If that proved impossible, he wanted to die quickly and spare himself some suffering.
In the center of the Connecting Corridor Hall, Zhuo Jun finally chose to back down. Rather than confront Gao Yun head-on, he pulled the humiliating Yuan Hui to his side and began talking with him, his brows furrowed.
"Since no one objects, get ready as soon as possible. With so many living people gathered together, Past will be here soon." Gao Yun set down the lamp in his hand. "You must make sure it eats me. Otherwise, sooner or later, it will swallow every last one of you."
As his words fell, the lamp went out as well.
The Connecting