He was already displeased because of Xia Liang. Now that someone was foolishly courting death, he certainly wasn't going to let them get away.
But the next second, his smile froze, his eyes filling with confusion. The others around him wore the same expression. Their confusion stemmed from the distant figure; despite being shot, it hadn't so much as flinched, remaining rigidly in place.
Instantly, Fang Liwen's expression turned ugly. He immediately drew his gun.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
All three bullets struck the figure's head, blowing it apart. But Fang Liwen's expression held not a trace of relief, because even with most of his head gone, the figure remained standing stock-still, as if nothing had happened.
The next moment, a bolt of lightning struck with a deafening BOOM, illuminating most of the Mass Burial Mound and instantly revealing the distant figure to Fang Liwen and his men.
