Eileen and Huli rarely saw Yu Sheng get angry. In their impression, Yu Sheng was always cheerful—if he could laugh, he laughed; if he couldn't, he would wait until he could. Even after falling into the Otherworld and being surrounded and beaten by all kinds of inhuman things, or chewing each other apart with the Hunger Entity, he could still return with a smile.
This was the sort of man who could disintegrate into nothing while chatting and laughing. Eileen even suspected that Yu Sheng's entire life was made up of amusing incidents.
But now, everyone here had discovered that Yu Sheng could get angry after all.
A soft, warm sensation brushed against his hand. Yu Sheng lowered his head and saw a large, furry tail rubbing against his wrist.
"Benefactor," Huli said, wrapping her tail around Yu Sheng's hand and gently shaking it. "Next time, I'll go beat them with you."
Yu Sheng said nothing. He simply pulled his hand free and gently rubbed the downy fur behind the fox girl's ears.
"So, how's this C-clip doing now?" Eileen turned her head and looked at the dark iron coffin with a complicated expression. "You heard her 'death echo,' so that means she's dead, right? But then you put her in this 'sacred coffin' that can be used to repair the Artificial Saintess. Do you think she can still be saved?"
"I'm not sure." Yu Sheng slowly shook his head. "I did experience a 'conversation with the dead' involving her, but it was different from the previous ones... What I saw wasn't a message left behind after her death, but a memory from the past. If death is the dividing line, then these are two entirely opposite rivers. Besides, the Artificial Saintess's 'life form' is highly unusual. It's difficult to