Indeed, this was the most likely conjecture; after all, the reputation of the Withered Bone Pavilion was not weak. Given that Lu Chenzhou and the earlier Prisoner No.199 were so wary of it, this master from the Withered Bone Pavilion must have extraordinary abilities. However, Yang Xiao felt that things were not so simple.
"Yang, please help a brother out," Lu Chenzhou pleaded.
Yang Xiao understood what he meant. Now only four survivors remained, among whom three had balloons, and only he did not. The Ghost's next target was obvious. And as for Yang Xiao, as long as he didn't court death himself, he was already in an unbeatable position.
Everyone had balloons in their hands, and there was no need for people from the Withered Bone Pavilion to fight to the death with them. The only one who really needed to fight desperately was Lu Chenzhou alone.
He urgently needed to grab a balloon; otherwise, if the clown came again, he would be finished.