After dealing with the Invisible Monster, Mo Li dropped onto the ground and panted heavily. The wounds on his body had not yet healed, and several of them had torn open again when he unleashed his full strength just now. Wei Dengke untied the rope around his waist, then carefully walked behind Mo Li and asked, "Madman, are you all right?"
Hearing Wei Dengke's voice, Mo Li turned to look at him. The moment their eyes met, a terrified expression appeared on Wei Dengke's face, and he instinctively took a step back. He noticed that Mo Li's eyes were blood-red. Although his expression seemed normal, a vicious glint had surfaced in the depths of his eyes.
"Do I look scary like this?" Mo Li asked with a laugh after noticing Wei Dengke looking at him as if he were a monster. As he spoke, he lowered his head to glance at his own body. When he saw that his face and body were covered in blood, he instead felt relieved.
"Are... are you sure you're all right?" Wei Dengke asked nervously. Although Mo Li was smiling, for some reason that smile looked terrifying in Wei Dengke's eyes, as if he were being watched by a beast ready to devour him at any moment.
"I think you're the one with a problem! You're too timid. It's only a little blood." Mo Li stood up and said with a bitter smile. He then turned and walked toward the foul-smelling Flesh Hut.
Staring at Mo Li's back, Wei Dengke furrowed his brows deeply. However, he soon followed him into the Flesh Hut. By then, Mo Li had already picked Wen Jing up, clearly intending to carry her out of there.
The entrance to the Flesh Hut was not large. A person of normal