Hiss!
Within the mist, a pebble pierced through the rain curtain, heading towards Su Heng's strong arm bend to strike.
The overwhelming force brushed it aside, reducing it to dust.
Su Heng slowly lifted his head.
He saw the figure of a person wearing a conical hat rapidly approaching, coming close to reveal a gloomy and pale face with a hook nose.
"Who are you?" Su Heng took back the demon carcass and tucked it into his chest, watching the newcomer with an indifferent expression.
"Young friend..."
The shadowy figure stopped less than ten meters from Su Heng.
Between them lay a curtain of rain.
"Leave the demon carcass of the Yin Body Tai Sui behind, and I will not dwell on today's events," the middle-aged man looking like a swordsman with knit brows said, "otherwise—"
"So you're saying that you placed this demon here?" Su Heng cut off his speech.
"Yes, but also no," the middle-aged man began, just about to continue explaining.