Midnight court, executioner?
Lu Xin had been observing No. 8's actions, or rather, Xu Jing's actions all along the way. He watched as No. 8 used his ability without any qualms and arrived at the bed of the leader of the gathering point,'general', with great familiarity. Xu Jing was even seriously preparing for his trial. Lu Xin felt that it was very strange.
Xu Jing was a living person, which had been proven when they shook hands.
However, his performance was like a ghost at midnight.
Lu Xin had a strange feeling in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He just watched quietly from the side.
Xu Jing leaned over and looked at the sleeping man on the bed.
This self-proclaimed general must have been drunk and was sleeping while snoring loudly.
It was only when Xu Jing bent down and looked at his face seriously that he suddenly stopped snoring.
It was as if he had sensed something and was alarmed.
