Peeking through the window curtains to watch Miss Mei leave with the gait of an old zombie, Han Xuhan felt quite emotional.
"It's amazing what you can achieve when you're willing to be shameless beyond all limits," Zhanxian commented from the side.
"My shamelessness really hit her self-esteem. Otherwise, she might have figured out the real secret behind her defeat..."
Han Xuhan clicked his tongue ruefully and turned off his fog collector device.
"But this trick won't hold up for long. Those guys aren't stupid. They'll figure out why I'm wearing the mask. It will lead them to some suspicions.
"Those suspicions are going to be enough for them to prepare some counters against the poisonous fog."
Han Xuhan looked at the boxes of cultivation resources and spirit stones at the corner of his room, protected by some minor restrictive arrays. Chen Yan's appetite wouldn't be satisfied until he got a bite from here.
