But he still completed that action.
Long before his arm was twisted off, long before he threw the dagger, and when the pause revealed that even fate was helping Morioka...
Wen Xishu had already left himself no way out.
He resolutely swallowed that drop of liquid. All bodily reactions—Wen Xishu was unsure if they were brought on by the ninja or by that drop of liquid.
He only felt intense pain all over his body, as his consciousness began to be torn apart by some immense power.
His whole being seemed to be constantly falling and rising at the same time.
An endless violent desire instantly destroyed all rationality as if he was in a desolated village, feeling infinite resentment.
It was a woman's resentment, betrayed by countless people.
This resentment, almost tangible, began to converge, enveloping Wen Xishu entirely, like armor cast around him.
But it also seemed to be completely consuming him.
