Qu Jianlei felt a bit confused upon hearing the other person's words, "The way I thought... you know how I think?"
Right now, he wasn't thinking about anything at all. He was seriously analyzing and digesting what the other person said.
"Didn't you already say it?" The head silhouette spoke eerily, "You want to use the conformity of the Gold Attribute against me."
"Huh?" Qu Jianlei was stunned and opened his mouth wide, "No way, you actually..."
At this moment, his expression was bizarre to the extreme.
There was surprise, shock, amusement, pity, contempt, admiration, distraction... it was genuinely rich.
The head silhouette, lonely for many years, seemed to have seen everything, hard to be greatly stirred.
However, he was still angered by the way the other looked at him like an idiot, "Is it strange?"
"Do you not know that beyond supreme, there's no differentiation by attribute? Am I wrong to act against the essence of my attribute?"
