Staring at Situ An's face, Gao Yun hesitated slightly and said softly, "I don't want to fight with you either, but you're always so obtrusive. Gao Ming will be here soon; you still have time to run."
"The one who should be fleeing... is you, right?" Situ An seemed to remember something. This time, he didn't attack Gao Yun, but his pupils moved, scanning the surroundings.
The development of the plot had taken another turn. Gao Yun clearly remembered that in the previous seventeen Retrospects, what Situ An said was—It's Gao Ming who should be fleeing.
Why did he change the name? What had Situ An realized?
After coming out of the tunnel, neither humans nor ghosts could detect Gao Yun's abilities. This was a rule that Gao Yun himself controlled.
Licking the bloodstains on his lips, Situ An's gaze settled on the body that had just been hung up next to the pillar. The black faith under his skin began to surge, and his will seemed somewhat blurred.
