Chu Ge laughed heartily, glancing at his left arm where the hideous wound had completely healed. He reached out with his right hand, pinching the scab lightly with his thumb and forefinger, and tore off a strip of dried blood. Beneath the scab was smooth new skin; its pale color clashed so starkly with the surrounding bloodiness.
Not human? Perhaps?
Chu Ge thought of that eerie Spiritual World in his mind, thought of the white tiger, the golden dragon, and that absurdly dressed Lin Danda, and the "other world" mentioned by the fool, and finally, the "uninvited guest" hidden within his body.
Casually crushing one corner of the blood scab into powder, Chu Ge blew a breath at his fingers, momentarily putting those thoughts aside. Even without all that, in front of Chu Chengrui, he had no need to be "human".
