Lucius' right eyebrow twitched in suppressed anger.
"It wasn't me that messed it up," he said with a dark tone.
The next moment, Lucius pointed at the corpse.
"He doomed me to forever remain here!"
Shang didn't say anything, but he knew that Lucius was right.
In a certain way, this Lucius had been put into this situation against his will.
When Shang had looked at Lucius earlier, he had realized something.
The numbers making up Lucius' existence didn't entirely make sense.
It was like there was something missing.
It was like Lucius wasn't a complete being.
And when Shang had looked at the corpse, he had seen the same thing.
The numbers of the corpse also didn't fully make sense.
But when the corpse and Lucius were put together, everything made sense.
