The roiling Demonic Qi continuously blocked, caught, and deflected bullet after bullet.
Xu Lei patiently continued firing for several minutes, and finally, the Demonic Qi around Wu Gui began to thin.
However, the energy of the Demonic Qi surrounding Wu Gui was still quite potent, so Xu Lei kept firing for several more minutes.
Finally, the Demonic Qi around Wu Gui thinned even more, and much of the red faded from his eyes.
"Martial Uncle Wu Gui—do you still remember Hui Ming? Do you remember your Martial Brother Wu Tan?" Xu Lei asked, seeing the change. He was only testing the waters.
"You... you're Wu Tan? How is that possible? Wu Tan, you're not dead?" To Xu Lei's surprise, a voice actually came from Wu Gui's mouth, hoarse and aged.
"Martial Uncle, you're clear-headed? That's wonderful!" Xu Lei exclaimed in delight.
He then explained that he was Wu Tan's disciple.
Then he asked what had happened. Why was Wu Gui in such a state?
"It's a long story."
