Dragon Spirit appeared to be standing crookedly, with a nonchalant demeanor, as if everything happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.
But when that soul-threatening stench wafted out from the broken jar, Dragon Spirit moved with such speed that only a fleeting shadow could be seen.
"I just knew this ghostly thing wouldn't behave!"
If he hadn't encountered similar jars before, Dragon Spirit would have, like everyone else, focused all their defenses elsewhere.
The man who picked up the broken jar finally couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed in a daze.
After all, no one could be so unlucky as to brush shoulders with death twice and still accept everything with equanimity.
Dragon Spirit gripped the struggling Two-headed Snake tightly.
This time, the captured Two-headed Snake was noticeably smaller than the one captured the first time. Perhaps it was due to malnutrition.
