Editors and Proof Reader: Delther, Dervish
A fine line appeared on the man's face along with the shocked expression. His body then fell to the side, with the part of his head above the nose separating and rolling away from the body.
Seeing this scene, Fu Yan was silent for a while and then he slowly walked towards the head that still had some movements and sat down in front of it.
"Strange! Even though I killed you, I feel nothing. But the strangest thing is that I never had these thoughts like this before. Is there something wrong with the Library or with me? Well that aside, I wonder why you couldn't just hold on. I might have let you live."
While Fu Yan talked and wondered about his emotions, the light in the eyes of the severed head dimmed and gradually lost its brilliance.
Looking at this, Fu Yan sat in front of the corpse for quite a while before he stood up and looked in the distance, lost in deep thoughts.
