Jumping over the monster's corpse, Xiang Yang came to Lu Ren's side and pointed to the underside of the Wupin Demon, saying, "There are two wounds down here!"
Lu Ren: "..."
Thirty seconds later, Xiang Yang ran his fingers through his messy short hair and muttered, "What's the deal, I just casually said a couple of sentences, why so fierce!"
Lu Ren, behind him, wore a blank expression, ignoring Xiang Yang's complaints, solely on alert to their surroundings. If it weren't that this place indeed needed Xiang Yang to clear the path, he'd either keep his distance from someone with that mindset or just eliminate them altogether.
After uneventfully passing through two office areas, scattered files along the way, collapsed computers, overturned chairs, broken office desks, and that shocking black-brown dry blood spattered everywhere, all revealed a great uproar had occurred here once.
