But as soon as he mustered his mana, prepared to lighten his body and leap off the ground, Wang Zijia froze. He was assaulted by a spine-chilling sensation.
The bustling market square became ominously silent at that moment.
Wang Zijia looked around with uncertainty. Everyone around had paused all their activities, as if someone had pressed the pause button on the marionettes, each one turning their bodies to look at the leaping Wang Zijia.
It was better for those who were behind Wang Zijia. But the ones in front of him had twisted their heads around a complete 180 degrees. With indifferent expressions and eerie gazes, they were staring blankly at him.
Wang Zijia's heart pounded. He quietly landed back on the ground and withdrew the mana from his body, as if nothing had happened.
"Splash..."
