Shen Nianzu was just voicing his guess aloud, but when Noir did nothing but stare intently at him without a word, he immediately recognized it as a silent admission from the man himself.
He sucked in a sharp breath, his mind reeling in shock and disbelief. No fucking way…
"You plan to—what?!" Only then did Jin Jiuchi come back to his senses. His display of shock was even more exaggerated than Shen Nianzu, almost like his entire person was about to jump three feet high. If not for Noir avoiding him like a plague, he would have grabbed the man's shoulders and shook him back and forth to express his astonishment. "Xinxin can be resurrected? He really can?? Does it mean he will come back to life?!"
