The red-robed figure suddenly appeared before him, silently observing, as if waiting for a result.
As expected, it came.
"You really came. I wonder what Teng Beng will think when he finds out. Are you betraying your 'master'?"
Su Changxing showed a slight smile. His intuition was still accurate, and Teng Beng probably hadn't anticipated the red-robed figure's extra actions.
From the very beginning, he had been guiding Su Changxing to come here and remove the steel spikes. This was definitely not indicated by Teng Beng but was an action taken by the red-robed figure on his own.
The red-robed figure showed no excess emotion, like a machine, dully said:
"I just wanted to see her one last time since it's the end anyway… I haven't betrayed my master."
Act now!
Su Changxing silently chanted in his heart. Centered on the round table, the room was filled with countless gleaming scratches; a slight pain came from his forehead, and an apparition holding a scythe appeared above.
