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The ceiling, of course, could not collapse.
But Xie Xingzhi had already learned of a mad plan. If this plan were to come to fruition, to him it might as well be akin to the sky falling down.
A change of monumental importance, certainly to be recorded in the annals of High Tower history.
Noticing Zheng Yue's gaze upon him, Xie Xingzhi flashed a smile, slowly making himself appear as natural as possible.
"Speaking of which... when the time comes, how will that lazybones choose? Pang Li, Liu Hu, Wang Su, they should choose to take action, right? Pang Li will be more troublesome... Demon Shadow Form is quite difficult to deal with, and if combined with Zheng Yue's Mirror Flower, Water Moon... that would be quite thorny indeed. I wonder if they have calculated these variables."
Xie Xingzhi was still very worried.