Chi Wan finally understood. Everything Li Mingyu had done was for one purpose: to use his Spiritual Ability to steal Li Xingye's body!
'This is too shocking,' she thought. 'It's not like we're in some fantasy novel—how can he pull off something like body snatching?'
But when she recalled Ding Yao's strange ability, Chi Wan grew uncertain.
The superpowers of this apocalypse were already a world away from what she knew as "common sense."
Moreover, from the way Li Mingyu was acting, he seemed to be eagerly anticipating being killed by Li Xingye's vines.
'Could it be? Is his method for stealing Li Xingye's body to die at his hands?'
Countless thoughts flashed through Chi Wan's mind, and she finally couldn't resist speaking up. "Brother Xingye, be careful. He seems to be deliberately provoking you into killing him. His superpower must have some effect we don't know about."
Li Xingye responded, "Don't worry, Wanwan. I won't be reckless."
