"..." Yan Yu'an's expression suddenly froze. The next second, she turned and pounced on the corpse that had just crawled out from behind her, viciously plunging her fists into its chest.
"Is this considered tsundere?" Sun Hang muttered under his breath, turning to look at a shadow huddled against a monument, trembling. "What do you think?"
In the time that followed, Sun Hang's expression changed like a Sichuan opera face-off, turning angry as if ready to spew fire one moment, and then somber and drip-like the next—rage, jealousy, anxiety, fear, greed, despair... various negative emotions vividly displayed on Sun Hang's face, each change signalling that a shadow attached to the monument had been completely "devoured".
