Jian was startled when he saw blood seeping from every pore of the man who bore a striking resemblance to him.
However, before he could react, the man swiftly extended his hand and grabbed his shoulder with lightning speed.
"What??"
Jian let out a gasp at the tight grip and wanted to resist, but a force prevented him from moving. The man floating before him clicked his tongue.
"Just stay put! I am taking away something you don't need anymore."
He positioned his hand amidst Jian's collarbones, igniting a fiery sensation that swept through Jian's body. Subsequently, a nail-sized red orb enveloped in ominous energy emerged from his skin with a menacing sound.
"That's it... This darn artifact Zron gave me really made my whole life difficult. Now that it's gone, your luck stat should improve!"
