The tumor-like flesh was devoured in big, ravenous bites.
Soon, Liu Zheng's chest revealed stark white bones underneath, and a purplish-black heart that throbbed beneath those bones.
"Your turn."
He gritted his teeth and handed over the ravenous eater to Garcia.
...
Garcia stared at Liu Zheng for a long time before finally speaking.
"If I do not agree to the trade, do you plan to keep stabbing me?"
"Yeah, who would have thought I am just so dedicated to my job?"
Liu Zheng proudly said.
"After all, I'm in better shape than you, you will definitely die before me."
He said with a smile.
While speaking, new flesh began sprouting within Liu Zheng's wound, stitching up the void like living thread.
Garcia watched this gruesome scene, his eyes flickering.
"I take back my previous comment, sir. Even without having received the Gospel, you are a talent needed by the sect."
He said earnestly.
"We are willing to trade with you."
