"Why... why have you been following me all along?"
In the secluded, uninhabited deep mountains and old forests, the tribal youth, who had walked a long distance yet was unable to shake off the two people behind him, finally stopped in his tracks.
He looked back at the two pursuers with resignation and said, "Go on your way! Stop following me."
"Whatever your reason for coming, don't keep following me. It's very dangerous to be around me!"
As Aguye spoke, he looked around nervously, as if on guard against something.
Seeing the tribal youth's alarm, Li Muyang burst into laughter.
"Little brother, the danger you're talking about... is it this thing?"
As Li Muyang spoke, he threw out a ghastly and fearsome severed head.
The head was terribly mangled, with disheveled hair and ugly colored patterns smeared on its face, looking extremely sinister.
The sight of this head caused the tribal youth to be greatly shocked.
"You... where did you get that?"
Aguye was scared.
