Su Chen was not surprised at all by the Residual Spirit's compromise. If they were to reach the most crucial step, the other party might still have a chance to play games with him. But this was only the beginning. No matter what this guy was plotting in his mind—whether he wanted to seize the initiative, launch a counterattack, or offer bait to snatch his body back—regardless of the circumstances, he had to demonstrate his value first.
"For the Residual Spirit, finding a way to make me a Chosen One is his most important trump card. But for me, I just want to see the class requirements," Su Chen mused to himself. As long as he kept a tight grip on this point, he could afford to take his time and toy with him. Obliterating this guy would be simple, but squeezing out every bit of knowledge and value he possessed would require some effort.
"That would be for the best."
Leaving behind this single sentence, Su Chen severed his communication with the Residual Spirit.
"Su Chen?"
