The black-robed man couldn't even continue shouting, and he could only try to get a better look at the pink-robed man standing in front of where he was sitting on the ground.
Golden dust had entered his right eye, but he had not completely lost his vision at this time. He couldn't get a clear picture of the man in the pink robe, but he could still see the man's blurry figure. Unfortunately, the blurry image couldn't get any clearer no matter how hard he tried. He even furrowed his brows as he tried to focus his eye on the pink-robed man, but the blurry image remained.
At this moment, the black-clothed man probably knew that Yu Ming was not just babbling to scare him. He knew that he was starting to lose his sight, and he panicked.
