Yan Xiao was a doctor, so his conclusion could hardly be wrong.
In fact, anyone who saw Xu Yi in his current state would not have thought he was still alive.
The Nuo Mask's spikes had gone far too deep. They had penetrated far enough to destroy Xu Yi's brain. Xu Yi had died the moment the three minutes were up.
The moment the three minutes were up and the mask extended its spikes, his death had already been sealed.
The only reason he had remained alive and able to move after those three minutes was the mask. It had been turning him into a ghost.
Zhong Xueran seemed to have figured this out too. She looked down at the black Nuo Mask in her hands, and an extreme idea surfaced in her mind.
Thunder roared outside the car window. Her hands trembled slightly as she raised the Nuo Mask.
"That isn't living."
Yan Xiao, who was driving, suddenly spoke.
Zhong Xueran jerked her head up to look at him. "But... at least he could still exist in this world!"
Yan Xiao glanced at her through the rearview mirror again and stepped on the brakes.
"Get out," Yan Xiao said.
"No!" Zhong Xueran refused.
Expressionless, Yan Xiao pulled over, got out, walked to the back seat, opened the door, yanked Zhong Xueran out, and threw her onto the street, all in one smooth sequence.
"His game is over. Go do what you should be doing."
After getting back into the car, Yan Xiao immediately locked the doors.
He looked at Zhong Xueran in the rain and said, "Stop living the way you did before. He wasn't saving you. He was saving himself."
With that, Yan Xiao gave Zhong Xueran no chance to respond. He stepped on the gas and drove