On the other side, the imposing fat ball finally reacted after hearing Song Shuhang's response. Its spherical body rolled, and an eye appeared on its surface as it fixed its gaze on Song Shuhang. It was awaiting Song Shuhang's next words.
"That's right, just as you suspected." Song Shuhang maintained a serious expression and said in a deep voice, "I am indeed your true self!"
Pulling off a feigned death act was a delicate art. It required not only controlling the depth of deception but also having substantial capital for it.
Song Shuhang's skills weren't quite mature yet, and he couldn't compare to the seniors like Thrice Reckless and Copper Trigram in the group. However, with so many heavyweights around him and Senior White Two's projected clone backing him up, he had plenty of leverage.
