Clack clack!
Xiao Chang had not died. He clasped his throat tightly with both hands, eyes bulging to the point of nearly bursting out of their sockets.
This action did not stop the violent retching; various items like fingernails, hair, dead fish, and rotten shrimp gushed out of his mouth, quickly gathering and forming a puddle on the ground.
Dong Hongtian clenched his teeth, struggling to endure the nausea and fear, wanting to help Xiao Chang.
Su Jie promptly pulled him back, shaking his head at him.
Splat!
The puddle beneath Xiao Chang seemed bottomless. His body flailed as he gradually sank down until the water completely submerged him, and the surface became calm again, leaving only a clump of hair and fish and shrimp floating on the floor.
On the street, the woman in white had vanished without a trace.
If not for the missing Xiao Chang and the clump of hair and rotten fish and shrimp on the ground, it would seem as if everything that had just occurred was only a dream.
