A burst of noise came from upstairs.
That was Wu Xiaode and his servants starting another live stream.
Shen Xiujun was cutting cucumbers in the kitchen, with the previous scenes constantly flashing through her mind.
——Wu Xiaode could actually use his own body!
No matter how you look at it, it just didn't make sense.
What exactly went wrong?
The Parasite of the Time Corpse was also nowhere to be seen.
Where had it gone?
Shen Xiujun only felt shrouded in a heavy fog, even harboring an ominous premonition.
If the Parasite wasn't there…
If Wu Xiaode changed identities again and let that emotionless existence replace him, how was she supposed to win?
Impossible.
Shen Xiujun's eyes suddenly blazed red, and she murmured:
"If the opponent has used someone else's hand, then according to the principle of fairness, please manifest the help I can employ."
In mid-air, a number "2" quietly emerged.
Just as expected.
