Watching Mo Sang disappear completely into thin air, Xu Changsheng remained motionless in place for a long time.
Moli Central Square, huh?
Xu Changsheng felt somewhat of a headache!
Go, he definitely had to go.
But now, he definitely couldn't go.
It was fine as long as he wasn't eliminated.
If he was eliminated, what would he do?
Everything was a matter of probability.
Clearly, no matter what, the first thing he had to do was to see the God of Healing he believed in.
He didn't know how well he had been doing in the Old Calendar.
What exactly had happened to make this big shot, during the New Calendar era, be forced to sell his blood for glory.
There was still plenty of time; Xu Changsheng tidied up a bit, got himself organized, and then quietly slipped out the back door.
As he left, Xu Changsheng caught the scent of Bai Heng Squad.
It seemed that the guy still hadn't left; at least he had some conscience.
To tell the truth…
Xu Changsheng was somewhat reluctant to part.