"Hah, idiot," the Seer climbed back down the tree.
"AARRARRGGGGHGHGHGHHHGHGAGH!"
Huen Shi lay there suffering in pain, missing a hand and all the muscles and skin on his face and chest.
"Ugh, still alive, I see," the Seer uttered.
||Ugh. That guy is way more competent and deserving of the woman than you, bastard. I swear I would defect to his side if I could, rather than stick around and help this sick mongrel.||
"SHUT UP AND HEAL ME, YOU MUTT!"
A black fluid arose atop Huen Shi's white but charred skull, and his right-hand wrist started healing him and regrowing his lost body parts.
||Beware that man also has an immortal weapon backing him, it seems. How envious of it...||
"Huen Shi, there seems to be some misunderstanding. I'm not doing this because I was ordered to; I genuinely like him, and I don't know what happened to Uncle, but it..." Ling Yue broke into a chat.
