When Li Huowang heard the blind Chen say those words, the words he was about to speak got stuck in his throat.
"What the hell does that mean? He suspects I'm from the Sitting Oblivion Path? He never actually called for backup?"
Li Huowang's mind raced, and in an instant, the big-headed doll who'd invited him to join the Astrological Bureau suddenly seemed extremely suspicious.
Without Li Huowang controlling them, the Mr. Yous, floating like jellyfish in mid-air, all stopped moving, hanging in the air without a twitch.
"No! That's not right!" A fierce look crossed Li Huowang's face. He shook the bell violently, and the eight Mr. Yous, accompanied by the ringing, shot toward the blind Chen. "Whether it's true or not, I want ironclad proof! I can't let myself get led into another trap!"
