The masked man motioned to the two people beside him.

  He pointed his hand toward the void again: "And them."

Xu Xiaoshou understood that this was talking about those people who were also willing to be mediocre.

 “These people, regarding the question ‘who is he?’…

The masked man raised his eyes and looked at Jiutian Yulian and said: "I can give you the explanation they can't give."

 Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

 He was ready for one last bombardment of world views.

"'Freedom' and 'cage', this is the answer!" the masked man said impassionedly.

  “?”

 Xu Xiaoshou felt a black line drop from his forehead and tried to interpret: "'They' are 'freedom', and 'he' is 'cage'?"

"good."

 The masked man nodded.

“Just like the powerlessness you encountered along the way, everyone who longs for freedom will definitely fight for it. Therefore, their experiences are similar to yours.”

 “Why?”

“Because we are born to play in the chess game of those in high positions.”

“When you think you can break out of the cage, you jump to another bigger chess game, hitting the wall every time, over and over again. Under such circumstances, the only result is discouragement.”

 “Don’t tell me you can break the cage!”

 The masked man immediately saw Xu Xiaoshou’s inner thoughts and said with a smile: “If you really want to say something, please say it to him.”

Xu Xiaoshou followed the direction of his finger and saw Cen Qiaofu with a dark face, and immediately swallowed his words.

 This is too weak!

An extremely powerful man who has reached the top of the world cannot even give an explanation to a single problem and is still stuck in the middle of a chess game.

 I, can I... Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep doubts about himself.

"You can not."

 The masked man said: "I used to think I could do it, but I failed. Escape from the cage is not as simple as you think."

 Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.

 He felt that the masked man's person and thoughts were, to a certain extent, completely consistent with Sang Lao's.

 Is it true that they are from the same organization?

 The world view like a matryoshka doll...

 “I want to ask a question.”

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated for a long time and said, "Sang Lao, your second-in-command of the Holy Slaves, is this the same?"

The masked man laughed. He saw the looseness in Wen Ming's eyes and said, "Otherwise, what do you think he is running all day long? Exercise?"

"wrong."

 “Like you, he is a person with his own ideas, and he thinks that my way is not feasible and the cage cannot be broken, so he is looking for his own way.”

“The paths are different and we are temporarily separated, but we reach the same destination through different paths. Can you understand that?”

 Xu Xiaoshou: “……”

 Can you understand?

 He looked up at the sky and was speechless for a moment.

 …

 The scene was quiet for a while.

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The masked man suddenly raised and lowered his hands on himself, touching him everywhere.

 After a long time, he frowned.

 “Where’s the token?”

Cenjov looked disgusted from behind: "Throw it away when the space breaks out!"

"Forehead……"

 The masked man sighed and stretched out his hand directly to the old man, "Token."

 "That's the old man's own!" Cenjov said angrily.

“I don’t want your piece,” the masked man sighed and said, “My own piece.”

"What?" The storyteller was shocked on the spot, "Brother, you..."

 “Stop.”

 The masked man immediately stretched out his hand to stop him from talking, "It's just a token."

 “That’s...”

The storyteller was dumbfounded and suddenly had an idea: "I'll help you get Luo Yatou's piece!"

 “Forget it.”

The masked man waved his hand, took the purple token that Cenjov took out from the ring, and handed it to Wen Ming in front of him, "Do you want to join the gang?"

 Xu Xiaoshou's liver was shaking.

 He felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar.

 Tiansang Ling Palace, E Lake, Old Man Cao Li, and that sentence...

 “Eat the seeds?”

 Fuck!

 How come each of these are such terrifying beings!

God, who will save me?

 Xu Xiaoshou collapsed and cried: "Can I refuse?"

"Can."

 The masked man slapped the token into his hand with his backhand and said: "I never force others, but you think about it yourself."

"Even if you refuse now, you will encounter many, many more things like this in the future."

“But they may not be as easy to talk to as me.”

 Xu Xiaoshou held the token, his hands trembling.

“The same thing is true, whenever you feel that you are going the wrong way, you can leave at any time. Now, I am just a ‘tool’, nothing more.”

 The last words of the masked man seemed to give Xu Xiaoshou a powerful reassuring shot.

 Xu Xiaoshou's eyes moved downward.

This is a purple token with a faint purple light.

On it, there is a sculpture of a graceful naked woman, with her head bowed and her knees clasped, weeping. I felt pity for her.

And on its hands and feet, there are heavy shackles that stretch to all directions of the token, as if connecting heaven and earth.

It's just like……

 The embarrassed saint!

 Xu Xiaoshou felt that he understood something, but he seemed to understand nothing.

He turned over the token with trembling fingers.

 The back is clean and neat, with only one word engraved on it.

"eight!"

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 Xu Xiaoshou shook his hand and the token fell to the ground.

 The expressions of the three people in front changed at the same time.

Xu Xiao was so frightened that he immediately leaned over and picked it up.

　　"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to refuse..."

“Then you agreed?” The masked man’s eyes were filled with joy.

 Xu Xiaoshou froze on the spot.

 He saw that the other party seemed to be a little out of sorts due to excitement.
To be continued...