Lizi took a close look at the guy who seemed drugged. After being slapped into the ground by Wang Hu, he hadn't moved since... It didn't seem like a trick.
Even if it was a trick, it would be difficult—after that slap, this guy's head exploded into a mess of bone and flesh, even his brain matter burst out, and his body seemed hard to pry off the floor.
And judging by the looks of it, he's thoroughly dead.
In Lizi's monster life, she had seen deaths more cruel than this—but now, she just glanced at it and lost interest.
Wang Hu was staring at his palm, dumbfounded, until Lizi gave him a push to snap him out of it.
"Is this your first time killing a monster?" Lizi blinked and asked.
Wang Hu shook his head and answered seriously, "You're right, if you don't clench your fist, you won't have that feeling of not wanting to hit."
