The aura of the Saint cannot be hidden. Although it lacks the oppressive might, the aura of the Saint Realm isn't something just anyone can withstand. Everyone needs quite some time to recover.
So, for the time being, no one has noticed Jiang Chen's unnatural behavior.
When everyone had left, Jiang Chen glanced at Yan Hu beside him and whispered, "You should rest early!"
"Yes!"
Yan Hu nodded gently.
Jiang Chen turned and walked into the master bedroom, quickly shutting the door behind him.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Jiang Chen threw himself onto the bed, his face full of bitterness, muttering, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck! Is this for real? For real? It's fake, right? How is that possible? There's no way to solve the Eight-Headed Serpent by... No way! Damn it! This can't be happening... This is fucking..."
