Su He could feel it; if he really said "I need help," Baiyin would immediately hack him into scraps, reconstruct him, and then... hack him into scraps again!
With the skills of an Immortal Sovereign, Su He would be perfectly fine even if he were smashed into mud.
Su He subconsciously dodged backward, and a card on his chest swung out. Looking down, it was the original Divine God Card with the portrait of the True Martial Emperor, heroic and divinely handsome. The card was still there, surprisingly not taken by anyone!
Beneath the Divine God Card was his bare body.
Having grown accustomed to being a turtle, he hadn't worn clothes for dozens of years, and he had just come through a transmigration, with both bodies still merging. Naturally, his reaction was a bit sluggish.
It took him a moment to realize.
Su He looked at Baiyin: "Sister of the tribe, may I borrow a set of clothes?"
