However, under the dim firelight, the shadow of the drunken middle-aged man still staggered forward on the ground.
"Eek..."
No one was around, and the middle-aged man suddenly noticed his shadow. A smile appeared on his face as he pointed at the shadow, saying, "Are you drunk too?"
Even though he was drunk, he still had some awareness. After staring at the shadow for a few seconds and realizing he was speaking nonsense, he burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha..."
"Hehehehehe!"
However, the next moment, he suddenly sobered up!
Because on the ground, the head of his shadow suddenly split open into a crooked grin, emitting a strangely twisted and eerie laughter.
"Who's there!"
The middle-aged man's pupils dilated with shock, and with a roar of anger, he quickly circulated his energy and blood to shake off the drunkenness, swiftly drawing the long knife from his waist.
