He couldn't believe it, fearing this was some kind of mental attack, luring him to give up resistance.
"Brother Run Sheng, the monkey is already dead, we've won."
Li Zhiyuan kept repeating these words.
The method to awaken Run Sheng was simpler than imagined; it was to let his extremely tense consciousness relax.
Li Zhiyuan had prepared a lot for this, mostly in vain, because Run Sheng's will was much stronger than the young man had anticipated.
Gradually, the white in Run Sheng's eyes began to recede.
Finally, Run Sheng's voice came:
"Xiao Yuan... really?"
"Yes."
"How... did you do it?"
Such a powerful monkey, how was it defeated? This was the last concern in Run Sheng's heart.
Li Zhiyuan: "Let Zhuangzhuang explain it to you, I'm too lazy to say."
With this sentence, the last concern vanished.
Because this was indeed the reaction Xiao Yuan would have, he would rather write it down than give a cumbersome explanation.
