Once he confirmed the Human-faced Spider was dead, Su Yu sheathed his blade.
CLANG!
The crisp sound of the blade sliding home was exceptionally clear in the quiet dawn. He turned and walked toward the few people nearby, his expression calm.
"It hurts! It hurts! This pain is killing me!"
"My eyes! My face! You worthless bastards! What are you standing around for? Get me back to the Zhu Family! I need the best physician! Hurry up!"
Su Yu glanced at the frantic Zhu Rui. He was clutching his face with both hands, dark red blood seeping between his fingers. His entire face was a pockmarked mess, corroded by black energy, and his eyes were now just two bloody holes. He was clearly crippled.
"How is Zhu Rui?"
Song Mirror wore a pained expression. "My lord, Brother Zhu's injuries are severe. His face was corroded by the poison, and his eyes… I'm afraid they can't be saved. Fortunately, we treated him in time, so his life is not in danger."
