"Go to hell." Qing Wanglai's words echoed in everyone's ears, shocking everyone inside the room.
Everyone present looked at Qing Wanglai in disbelief, unable to comprehend what kind of thinking led him to say such words, including Li Huowang.
"Damn it!" Ba Nanxu took a harsh drag from his cigarette and prepared to pull the trigger, but Zhao Shuangdian's finger reached in, blocking the trigger.
"Don't rush, let him finish." Despite the absurdity of the situation, Zhao Shuangdian remained very calm.
Looking at Li Huowang in front of him, Qing Wanglai continued, "I need you to die because I need the projections on both sides to collapse back simultaneously."
"I'm different from you; I see more than you do. You've only connected to another layer of projection, but I've made this decision through some means with the real me. It's the only way."
