Karran was already on the brink of death. When he was kicked, he felt as though his internal organs had split apart. A few moments ago, he still had hopes that he could save his own life, but his hopes vanished without a trace at this moment. His eyes were bloodshot as he said, "You… who are you?! You vermin who strikes a man when he's down!"
The peculiarly-dressed man scratched his head. Yu Shangrong's image surfaced in his mind. He cleared his throat and said nonchalantly, "My apologies."
"Huh?"
"I'm Yu Shangrong."
"…" Karran's mind turned blank. Was he hallucinating after being stabbed by a sword? The person he had fought earlier had said he was Yu Shangrong. How could there be another Yu Shangrong? He coughed violently as he thought to himself, 'Illusion, this is an illusion!'
Karran closed his eyes to stabilize his breathing. He rubbed his eyes and opened them again. "Sword… Sword Devil?"
