Zheng Xiu used all his strength and grabbed ahold of Situ Yong.
Situ Yong shuffled forward slowly, inch by inch, until he couldn't move at all.
Holding back the Divine Doctor alongside Zheng Xiu were threads nearly invisible to the naked eye. Xi'er's fingers were taut, hooked around silky strands that shimmered like spiderwebs in the moonlight.
Mo Kuang was like a panicked first-time mother about to go into labor. His eyes were wide as he shrank into a corner of the bed, gasping for breath while watching the crowd. He had whipped out a book, its pages scrawled over and over with the words "Stay away!" He held the Miracle Technique in his hands, yet for one reason or another, he was too stunned to utter a single word.
HISS HISS HISS...
The Snake neither knew Mo Kuang nor could it empathize with him, but it couldn't help flicking its tongue. The hissing sound it made was the very definition of misery.
