Given Xia Yang's character, who usually likes to whisper in Gao Ming's ear when there's nothing else going on, his unusual behavior today indicated that he had clearly discovered something.
Sometimes silence is also a hint, Gao Ming immediately stopped his wild speculations, suspecting that among the security team of the investigation bureau there were members capable of soul inspection.
If the opposition could see through his thoughts, the best way to deal with it was to deceive himself as well.
With a cruel smile on his lips, Gao Ming focused entirely on merging with the Flesh Immortal, he had been extremely cautious before, always maintaining clarity, but this time he chose to let the Flesh Immortal take the lead.
Murky lines of blood pierced through his eyes, as Gao Ming looked down upon Wan Jie from a high vantage point, his hands clutching chains forged from countless souls, resembling a demon of demons, brutal, bloodthirsty, and belligerent.
