บท 966: Enjoy the show

The same shattered battlegrounds covered in Stasa's and his blood reflected off of the screens. The gates on all four sides were open and more and more people were being herded in by men dressed in white.

Hao Xuan pushed Henrik off his chair and sat down, taking out his own identity token. It shook and projected a screen despite him not inserting any spiritual energy.

"How is he doing that? Was this own the whole time?" he looked at Henrik who seemed to be tongue-tied for some reason.

"What?"

Just then the trees shifted lightly as another figure dropped from the canopy.

"I can't find him anywhere-" Ma Jiang started speaking but stopped the moment her eyes fell on Hao Xuan.

Hao Xuan gave half a smile and waved at her, "Hey, look who's back. Can't find who? Is someone missing?"

She looked at Henrik who didn't know what to say either. Hao Xuan got a bad feeling from their weird attitude. Everyone was avoiding meeting his gaze.