Silence, an awkward silence.
It was as if Japan had bombed Pearl Harbor and the U.S. forces were fully equipped, just waiting for divine troops to descend. The two sides were about to engage in a decisive battle at Midway Island when a Japanese commander suddenly stood up and, using a megaphone, angrily criticized the length of the U.S. sailors' uniforms for not being short enough to reveal the perfect "absolute territory".
You're fucking sick.
Who said you're not human? A bunch of things all mixed together, who can tell who is or isn't human?
The enormous figure did not speak, his features like a wolf's, the patterns blood-red and abnormal. He looked towards Zhu Qianyun, whose body was tense and ready to burst forth, a cold smile emerging on his terrifying face.
"Huff~"
