"Uh..."
Why does the situation seem dire again?
Seeing the familiar words, Xu Shu's lip twitched slightly, raising his alertness a bit, but not actually paying much attention.
It's not that he's careless, but after too many experiments, he's accustomed to it—the Tai Chu Scroll's "your situation seems dire" most of the time doesn't carry real meaning regarding danger prediction; it's simply a greeting.
Who on earth invented this weird greeting? It feels so cheeky... Uh, it seems it was me...
Xu Shu muttered a couple of complaints in his heart as the light and shadow flowed before his eyes, revealing scenarios like a Zouma Lantern, and the surrounding air started "preemptively" brushing his pores all over:
