"He... is fine?" they muttered in a daze as they looked at Meng Xing.
Lin Ze was also surprised as he looked at Meng Xing's fair, slender, and smooth neck. There was not even a mark left from the dagger that was pressed on his throat earlier. "You..." he stared at Meng Xing without blinking his eyes.
The female practitioner who heard what the crowd said was stunned and also looked at Meng Xing. Her eyes are wide in disbelief. "How are you fine?!" She asked in shock. She didn't see blood sprayed on the ground when it should have had. "How are you still alive?!" she shrieked as she struggled from the binding of the Huichen members who tied her.
Meng Xing's expression remained calm. "I think that you have been stimulated too much that you had a hallucination." He spoke as he faced the female practitioner. "Did you 'see' the desperation and horror on their faces as blood sprayed from my throat?" he asked her.
