Lin Baici had actually considered this possibility, but after severing the broker's left hand just now, nothing unexpected happened. He thought he had it under control, but who knew it wouldn't work.
"It's not your fault, who could anticipate such a thing in advance?"
Xia Hongyao comforted him: "But now that the man's dead, the trail's gone cold!"
"Blame me!"
Lin Baici blamed himself, knowing full well that this matter was related to the God, yet he treated it as an ordinary rule pollution and was not vigilant enough.
Now that the broker was dead, he could only wait for another opportunity.
"What kind of rule pollution did you encounter?"
Xia Hongyao changed the subject, also wanting to hear about Lin Baici's purifying process.
Lin Baici briefly explained a few things.
"I knew you were the best!"
Xia Hongyao praised him, regretting not being there to see Lin Baici contain that clock.
Such a pity!
