At that moment, the Lady Boy could care about nothing else, his pair of blood-red eyes fixated on Gu Shi Yi, who was being pursued close to the ground. Unconcerned whether the branches above might entangle his wings,
"Huff..."
With a single breath, the Lady Boy had caught up to the running Gu Shi Yi in the blink of an eye. Yet, Gu Shi Yi had dared to provoke him, so naturally, she was prepared. She had been holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle in front, while the one behind her back came into play as the Lady Boy pounced. She flipped over, facing upwards, and watched him bear down with his gaping bloody maw, the gleaming white teeth ominously shining in the dark.
Gu Shi Yi propped herself up on her right elbow, her hand gripping the sharp point of the Demon-Subduing Pestle as it thrust upwards. The Lady Boy, in his lunge, essentially impaled himself, and the pestle silently penetrated the wound in his abdomen.
