Gushe froze on the spot. His mind was in a mess.
At first, he thought that Xakins, Xanosky, Xaqiro, and the other dark apparitions told him the news because of the internal strife among the vampires.
But, based on what the vampire Blood Son said, everything was part of his plan.
Yet, he jumped in like an idiot.
To think that he was the strongest talent of the Spiritual Bone Race. He had always been conceited, but today, he got fooled by a mid-tier devil emperor.
Embarrassment welled up in his heart.
This indescribable awkwardness was enough for him to dig a hole with his toe.
The Blood God Clone knew that his words were enough to plant a seed of doubt in Gushe's heart.
Suspicion!
This was how it was.
What's more, the timing was perfect. When the other party was at a disadvantage, his words were more credible.
After all, he had the upper hand. He had no reason to lie to them.
