Liang staggered as he ran away.
The sound of wind whooshing behind him caused Liang to dodge to one side as an arrow stabbed into the ground in front of him.
A man with a twisted expression quickly gave chase with a bow and arrow in hand, the person whose mind was twisted by Xu Fu.
Liang had experienced the sensation of having one's mind twisted beyond recognition even by oneself. If his thirst for vengeance hadn't snapped him out of it, he might have become a puppet with an irrational mind as well.
This faint sensation…
Looking at the approaching human puppet, Liang's body could faintly sense the other party getting closer. He could feel the wicked, twisted piece of flesh embedded into that person's body; quite obviously, Xu Fu's hand that had fused into Liang's body was granting him the ability to sense the other party's flesh.
