"Damn, we finally made it. This whole journey almost crippled my legs."
Returning from the route of a sausage-stuffing murderer, Qin Muye had been walking towards Akman Town for possibly ten hours from where the car broke down.
Qin Muye didn't bother to count the hours; all that mattered was that he arrived just as the sky started to dawn.
You see, even when his territory was in a horrible state, he had never walked such a long distance, especially at night.
The wilderness at night housed many terrifying things. According to Qin Muye's guess, they weren't animals but carried the same aura as the murderer, though fewer in numbers. This thing had been following him, leading him to think it might not be a murderer, just a plain pervert.
At first, it was bearable, but later, Qin Muye lost his patience. He pulled out a Crimson Invasion and prepared to activate it, wanting to impress his pursuer.
