Li Huowang heard Chen the Blind say those words, and the sentence he was about to speak got stuck in his throat.
"What do you mean? He suspects I'm with Sitting Oblivion? He never even called for backup?"
Li Huowang's mind spun with possibilities for a moment; the big-headed doll who'd tried to recruit him into the Astrological Bureau suddenly seemed very suspicious.
Without Li Huowang's control, the floating jellyfish-like Elder Yous stopped dead in midair, motionless.
"No! That's not right!" Li Huowang's face twisted. As he shook the bell violently, the eight Elder Yous surged toward Chen the Blind with the ringing. "Real or not, I have to see ironclad proof! I won't let them lead me into another trap!"
Blind as he was, Chen the Blind seemed to sense the Elder Yous' positions; dodging one attack with a perfect bridge roll, he reached back into his bamboo basket with a quick grab, and immediately pulled out that Eight Trigram-shaped mirror.
