His shield, Qin Tianlin, was gone. If Old Hei returned, he would probably come straight for him.
Su Chen's mind raced, but on the surface, he simply nodded. "I understand. I'll definitely do everything possible to make him figure it out."
"Hmm," the Faceless Ghost responded. As the fog surged, drops of Divine Blood gradually precipitated. "Humble believer, I await your good news."
The surrounding grayish-white fog gradually dissipated.
Su Chen erased his traces and stood there for a long time without leaving. He was hesitating over whether to contact Old Hei.
Facing an enraged Great Deceitful God, the name "Su Chen" was undoubtedly on his hit list no matter what. Without figuring out the other party's movements, he truly couldn't rest easy.
