The waves of the sea rolled on. There was nobody left around them.
The twelve lucky survivors had strange looks on their faces.
Seeing Bebe continuously ‘search’ for that hidden expert, the big-bearded Bates cursed silently to himself: You know who it is, yet you put on such a show.
He immediately laughed loudly, “Bebe, if that expert doesn’t want to reveal himself, how can you know? Right?”
“Right.” Bebe nodded.
The bald youth, Boff, had a calm look on his face. His divine Highgod clone was dead, leaving behind only his God clone. He said calmly, “No need to look for him. Perhaps that expert isn’t even amongst us and is an expert who was hidden near us and helped us, then left. This isn’t impossible.”
It was indeed possible for those Seven Star Fiends and Asura-level experts to escape the notice of these bandits, but under normal conditions, would an Asura-level expert be so bored as to help them?
Unless there was someone they cared about present.
