Golden Cicada Zi sounded certain, as though he had seen through Little Bad King's intentions long ago. Faced with that attitude, however, the latter had no intention of arguing. He merely smiled. "Nothing gets past those discerning eyes of yours. You guessed right. I don't dare impersonate Zhou Renquan because I don't dare die anymore... hehe."
"Since Fellow Daoist Daniu doesn't want to compete for the assignment with the greatest credit, let's choose someone from among the rest of us to impersonate Zhou Renquan," Zhang Fuzi said.
Beside them, Chen Zheng considered for a long while before volunteering. "If everyone thinks playing Zhou Renquan is too risky and doesn't want to stick their neck out... I could give it a try."
Golden Cicada Zi first glanced at Zhang Fuzi, then said quietly, "I've no objection. I agree with Brother Daniu. Playing Zhou Renquan will certainly earn the most credit, but the risks are high too... I don't have many resurrections left either. If someone else wants to do it, I won't compete."
After saying that, he even winked suggestively at Ren Ye, as though saying, "See how sincere I am? I told everyone outright that I don't have many resurrections left... unlike you, talking in circles and scheming away."
Anyone else faced with that sudden suggestiveness might have been flustered and a little embarrassed... but Little Bad King had an extraordinarily thick skin, appealed to men and women of all ages, and had absolutely no equal when it came to being shameless.
Seeing the other man wink at him, he immediately puckered his thick bovine lips and made a kissing face at Golden Cicada.
"...!" Golden Cicada Zi froze, actually not daring to respond for a moment. That expression was simply too lascivious, and his apparent desire to defile him