"Ha – " Huo Ling suddenly shivered when he felt a chill ran down his spine. His eyes widened since he felt fear momentarily struck his heart.
"Huo Ling!" Yi Bing called when he saw Huo Ling's terror-stricken expression.
Huo Ling was still stunned by the malice he just felt. "I – " he muttered, but no words came out of his lips after because his lips were quivering. He could feel the malice deep in his bones. Who is it? Where did it come from? He wanted to ask, but because he was afraid, and his mind refrained him from asking, thus the questions were unspoken.
"Huo Ling!" Yi Bing called as he pulled the other into his embrace and patted the other's back. He felt it was fortunate that the other has cultivated his soul back to its former strength, or else he would worry that the other's soul would just suddenly disappear for being too weak after he suffered this fright. "What happened?" he asked as he softened his voice.
