"Why is it like this?"
Xuu Fan's expression turned uncertain, with deep suspicion in his eyes.
The future scenes showed that no matter what trump card he played, no matter how many of Xiao Ping's flaws he saw through, the final result was still his death!
It was like countless branching lines, spreading out no matter how far, but ultimately converging into one, causing his future to collapse!
"Leave first!"
Xuu Fan took a deep breath and quickly left the valley.
"What if I escape?"
His eyes darted about rapidly, beginning to deduce in another direction.
In an instant.
His figure swiftly flashed, arriving at suitable hiding places in various small worlds, attempting to deduce if he could evade this great calamity.
...
...
Another day passed.
Time reached the third day within the small world.
At the bottom of a vast cloud lake, Xuu Fan sat cross-legged, his face gloomy.
"Still a failure!"
Xuu Fan took a deep breath, stepping out from the lake bottom one step at a time.