The Handsome, Cowardly Husband

At that moment, Tang Qi felt a wave of nausea rise within him, while goosebumps prickled across his skin. If the other party had merely been a weak little monster, he might have simply struck with Scarlet or the Illusion Incantation and dealt with this trouble.

But unfortunately, he could not make a move.

After that cluster of Information Fragments burst forth in his mind, Tang Qi began considering countermeasures.

"Cognitive Distortion and Knowledge Alienation are both powers of an extremely high level. Once I cast a spell on him, it will almost immediately be detected and rendered ineffective."

"If I kill him, that Devouring Beast will be released in an instant. That would be an even greater problem."

"Especially on the battlefield we are currently in—it is unsuitable."

Several thoughts flashed through his mind in the blink of an eye, and Tang Qi experienced firsthand what it meant to be unable to act for fear of consequences.

What stood before him was a Humanoid Container holding a "monster," something he could neither control nor destroy. It was extraordinarily troublesome.

What Tang Qi found most unbearable was how grotesquely sick this container was.

Tang Qi maintained a normal expression, as though he had heard nothing strange in Howard Rowling's twisted, nauseating tone. In a perfectly polite voice that no one could fault, he said:

"I am Rose's friend. I happened to be passing through Hawknest City, so I came to visit. May I see Rose, Mr. Howard?"

As he spoke, Tang Qi suppressed his nausea and reached out to shake Howard's impeccably groomed hand.

The instant they touched, Tang Qi's sharp senses registered two different auras surging toward him like mingled, converging tides.

One was twisted, diseased, and insane.

The other was merely an instinct—or rather, a desire. A desire