Overwhelmed with a toxic mixture of pure anger and emotion, I recklessly rushed towards Liangyu's unmoving form in the hope to see if he was somehow miraculously alive.
Before I could even reach him, a cold palm pressed down hard against my shoulder, stopping me dead in my tracks.
"It's no use," Aunt Hua's voice reached into my ear. "He's gone. They all are."
I roared, spinning around and striking out with a fist aimed at her smug face.
Her physical body vanished into mist, dissolving like clouds pushed away by the wind.
She reappeared a second later, floating safely midair several feet away, bearing a highly satisfied smirk on her face.
I tightly clenched both my fists in blinding anger, abandoning all rational combat tactics, and started blindly running towards her to attack her with my bare hands.
