Long Yi's appearance at this moment was terrible. The sleeve of one of his arms was completely gone, and half of his hair was scorched. His face was full of uncontrolled liquids that were the result of electrocution.
"Bullshit, all I did was remembering the days when I ran under the sunset, the time of my lost youth!" Long Yi wiped his face vigorously, then limped off.
Poor Long Yi's body was half-paralyzed by the electrocution. Each step was excruciatingly painful, but inside, he was extremely excited because he could feel the mysterious object that was peacefully resting in his hand. He didn't know how to describe it—it didn't seem material nor energy.