Now that he was here, what could Shen Luo do?
The only person he considered his support, Han Fei, began to select masks and "Evil Weapons." Now, Shen Luo felt like he was calling out to the heavens with no response and to the earth with no spirit, lonely, pitiable, and helpless.
"When watching this type of performance, it's best to wear a mask to cover your twisted, excited expression." Han Fei handed a Joker rhino mask to Shen Luo. He had picked a particularly distinctive mask so as not to accidentally harm Shen Luo should any conflict arise after entering.
"I really do thank you." Having just escaped the Ghost Cave and now fallen into the Demon Nest, Shen Luo took the mask, trembling as he put it on, and then found a piece of protective clothing to wear.
