Chapter 710: A Scent That Inspires Absolute Trust

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For such special supernatural secret events, the fewer people know, the better.

As for whether Rong Fang would blame him in the end? Xie Jingchen scoffed coldly; he had left behind the most practical hermit 'leader' for Rong Fang. Whether useful information could be extracted from him was beyond Xie Jingchen's control.

Thinking of this, Xie Jingchen casually threw the Evil Ghost Mask, which had been lying silently on the ground since the beginning, onto a tree trunk, hanging it accurately on a branch—letting it keep its little life.

After ensuring there were no other conscious 'survivors' around, Xie Jingchen finally withdrew the spiritual power he had been guarding himself with, ignoring the bloodstains and corpses on the ground, and chose the tallest tree to leap onto.