"I..." the Pseudo-Human began.
"You lost your Student ID card, but luckily I found it. Otherwise, you would have been dead!" Mu Daxian spoke to the Pseudo-Human with a voice that carried an eerie magic quality, even Mao Feiyang felt a shiver down his spine upon hearing it.
Mu Daxian, all mister-nice-guy, looked at Mao Feiyang and gave him a look.
Mao Feiyang's heart trembled, and he instantly understood Mu Daxian's intention. He quickly tore two Commemorative Coins from the wound.
"Hiss..." The Commemorative Coins were connected to Mao Feiyang's wound by countless threads of blood. Pulling them was like plucking objects from a spider's web; gruesome and terrifying, the pain made Mao Feiyang gasp sharply.
His eyes flashed with determination, and with a forceful effort, he plucked them like picking fruit, and then handed them to Mu Daxian.
