The collector really wanted to own the ashes that glowed black, but he didn't want to become ashes himself.
Just as the Soul Poison from Big Evil was about to drip onto the collector's face, he seemed to suddenly wake from a dream, "The Night Watchman you mentioned—I've seen him! He carries a camera and wherever he goes, he records everything! He was once a well-known Crime Chaser! Later on, nobody knows what he went through, but in a very short time he degraded into a Night Watchman."
Han Fei watched the suddenly changing statement of the collector with a sly smile and took out a heart cooked by Xu Qin from his Item Bar, and he leisurely began to eat it.
Big Evil stood between the collector and Han Fei, its mouth hovering over the collector's head. It was a threat to the collector, yet it ensured Han Fei's safety—a situation Han Fei enjoyed the most.
"I feel like you're lying."
"Everything I said is true!"
