When Li Huowang heard Chen the Blind's words, the sentence he was about to speak caught in his throat.
What does he mean? He suspects I'm with the Sitting Oblivion Path? He never even called for backup?
Li Huowang's mind reeled. The big-headed doll who had invited him to join the Astrological Bureau suddenly seemed incredibly suspicious.
Without Li Huowang's control, the jellyfish-like Elder Yous suspended in the air came to a complete stop, motionless.
"No! That can't be right!" Li Huowang's face twisted. As he shook the bell violently, the eight Elder Yous surged toward Chen the Blind, accompanied by the ringing. "Real or not, I need to see ironclad proof! I won't let them lead me into another trap!"
Though blind, Chen the Blind seemed to sense the Elder Yous' positions. He dodged one attack with a sharp backbend, then reached into his bamboo basket and swiftly produced an Eight Trigram-shaped mirror.
"Heaven clear, earth bright—purity divides from filth!"
