After unleashing a strike, the golden-armored general fled that plane.
Chu Mu felt a little disappointed.
But when he shifted his view back to Cloudford, he noticed an extra figure of golden light behind Fu Xuan.
Fu Xuan was already tiny, and this glowing figure was even smaller than her.
It was the golden-armored general, shrunk down!
Even at this size, the golden light around it remained somewhat dim.
It hid behind Fu Xuan, its head tucked down, looking as though it had suffered some terrible injustice.
Chu Mu suddenly felt rather awkward.
He had thought it was ownerless, only to discover that its owner was right in front of him.
At that moment, Fu Xuan was staring fixedly at Chu Mu.
She understood that the moment Divine Foresight fled back, she had lost. Lost utterly and completely!
A crushing defeat!
Now that she had played this card, she had no trump cards left to make her opponent wary!
What happened next was no longer under her control!
And so Fu Xuan fell silent. She knew that a loser awaiting judgment no longer had the right to bluster.
Rather sheepishly, Chu Mu pointed at Divine Foresight and asked:
"Is this yours?"
At his words, Fu Xuan felt a surge of humiliation and anger, followed by a faint sense of grievance!
What do you mean by that?
You already forced Divine Foresight to unleash its ultimate move. You should know that was Emanator-level power. Apart from that lazy slug who sleeps all day, who else on the entire Xianzhou is an Emanator?
You know perfectly well who Divine Foresight belongs to, yet you still ask whether it's mine. Are you deliberately humiliating me?
Fu Xuan lowered her head and said through gritted teeth:
"Why ask when you already know the answer?"