Good Child, Be Obedient, Don't Resist... (2)

"How much should I sell it for..."

Lost in a world of bizarre thoughts, Xiao Kongtong bore a solemn expression that masked the peculiarity within.

He adjusted his brand-new black swordsman robe and put on matching black gloves to conceal his eight-fingered hands. He underwent a transformation in his demeanor, turning aloof and cold as he swiftly took his flight toward the Zhen Huang Palace.

"I am a teacher. I am a teacher..."

"I am the Eighth Sword Deity. I am the Eighth Sword Deity..."

After a moment of self-hypnosis, Xiao Kongtong's eyes became cloudy, and he felt a touch of coldness on his eyebrows.

"My name is Bazhun'an!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, even if there is a demi-saint in front of you, I will always have your back!"

...

"Ambushed, Passive Points +1."

At the Zhen Huang Palace, it dawned on Xu Xiaoshou that things were precisely as he had foreseen.

He could not react to the attack from Number Two in his combat mode!