The young man opened his eyes, and when he saw his opponent, he lifted an eyebrow with a confused smile.
Then, he looked around and didn't see anyone else.
He looked back at the nearly-dead Shang lying on the ground.
After some seconds, the young man put the butt of his spear to his head and scratched it in a mix of helplessness and confusion.
And then, he simply walked over to Shang.
Shang continued to breathe heavily. His entire body was beyond exhausted, and his passive regeneration wasn't nearly powerful enough to heal it in a short amount of time.
Shang could only barely manage to stay alive. Sure, if given enough time, he could recover, but he wouldn't get that time.
Shang only heard the sounds of light footsteps slowly coming closer.
He didn't even look at this executioner.
After some seconds, a face with long green hair entered Shang's vision.
