2295 My Platelets

"Senior White, what did you just pinch earlier? Can you give me a heads-up next time?" Song Shuhang asked. He refused to transform out of his smoky state.

At this moment, he didn't dare to revert to his original form at all. What if he was pinched in a vital part of his body, like his brain stem? Upon returning to his original form, his brain would not regenerate in time, and he'd be a goner.

Senior White Two looked toward Song Shuhang in a daze.

In the next moment, he suddenly snapped back to reality and asked, "Huh? Shuhang, how did you get in here?"

He was well aware of the formidable seal that the fat ball had set up. How did Song Shuhang manage to infiltrate it?

Song Shuhang sighed and replied, "I've been here for a while. You smacked me. My whole body got shattered."

"What did I do to you?" Senior White asked. He was bewildered by why he would have smacked Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang was confused.