"Whew..."
The only living being in the half of Zhenman City didn't notice the arrival of the uninvited guests, snoring rhythmically.
Beside the armored old man, a bonfire crackled with the sound of burning, roasting the meat of an unknown demonic beast on a grill.
A corner of the stone tower was piled with bloodstained fur and broken bones, emitting a pungent stench.
Little Shuan instinctively covered his mouth and nose.
Xia Yun ran straight outside to retch; the air inside the stone tower was simply too overpowering.
The sound of dry heaving perhaps startled the armored old man, who slowly opened his eyes and saw the three in front of him.
His gaze briefly passed over Xu Lai.
Finally, it fell on Xia Yun and Little Shuan, who were near the stone tower, retching, and he blinked a bit bewilderedly.
The armored old man suspected he was seeing things.
