The guy who had been wailing in unbearable grief had completely lost his nerve, his mind in disarray, teetering on the edge of collapse.
"So much for being brave-hearted," that only holds up until one faces true terror; most people would end up just like him.
Brother Li and his group, upon hearing the cries for help from this fellow, suddenly felt a void in their hearts, their minds filled with dread. As the Underworld Soldiers slowly shifted their form, their faces turned ashen with horror.
It's over, thoroughly over. Damn it, can't you just wet your pants and keep your mouth shut?
Ye Ling watched their reactions and couldn't help laughing to himself; tut-tut, with such faint hearts they still dare to wander around in the dead of night—truly a bunch of death-seeking fools.
Heavenly sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted ones bring on doom.
