Anyone else?
Lynn looked in the direction Fu Qian had indicated and suddenly realized something—he'd been here too long, thanks to that guy pestering him.
But before he could do anything, a streak of dark red light shot across the sky and crashed to the ground.
Sand and gravel flew everywhere. Patrick, absent for some time, appeared in the crater.
The Sin Butcher's red hair had been burned to ash, and from his bald head to the rest of his body, he was covered in shocking scorch marks.
Combined with his massive frame, the sight was quite striking.
The Sin Fire on his body had grown so dense it was almost tangible, yet it gave off not a hint of light. At a glance, it seemed nothing but frenzied and chaotic.
Lynn's heart sank involuntarily.
Patrick was undoubtedly the last person he wanted to see right now.
Natalia should have lured him elsewhere earlier. It might not have been far, but how had he returned so quickly—wait!
He whipped around to look at Fu Qian.
Had that guy shouted on purpose?
He hadn't realized it before, but in this dim underground space, that shout had been incredibly conspicuous.
As long as the Butcher, who was searching everywhere for prey, wasn't too far away, he could easily follow the sound.
"I was worried he'd have too much trouble finding you."
As if he'd seen Lynn's confusion, Fu Qian winked at him and admitted it quite frankly.
Are you insane?!
Lynn's expression twisted. He nearly shouted the words aloud.
Patrick was a lunatic who couldn't tell one person from another. Did Fu Qian think he'd be spared after luring him here?
Unfortunately, Fu Qian paid no attention to his despair and fury. His focus was already on Patrick.
It was clear that