"Are you crazy?" Wu You's eyes widened.
"Wu You..." Qian Cangyi glanced sideways at him, "Do you think Hell's Movie will feel pain?" After saying that, he laughed to himself. The laughter was mixed with openness and relief, as well as a trace of hard-to-discern pleasure derived from revenge.
Wu You was stunned in place, forgetting his predicament, forgetting his identity, and even forgetting the matters he was plotting in his mind due to Qian Cangyi's words. He didn't know the specific method and details of soul fusion, but he could speculate on some problems.
For example, whose soul becomes the main body after fusion? Will conflicts arise between them? What is the suitable proportion for soul fusion? These seemingly trivial but crucial pieces of data might determine the success or failure of the experiment.
Looking at the enemy in front of him, he thought of the words he had said not long ago—you are like a spirit, an unyielding will.
