Jiang En seemed to be deliberately guiding something inside his body, then restraining it in reverse.
Watching the bizarre scene before him closely, Fu Qian silently commented to himself.
As if in response to his guess, Jiang En, who had been standing motionless the whole time, suddenly stretched out both hands.
He didn't reach for the naked, drunken woman on the bed. Instead, he brought his hands together in front of himself and grabbed the "snake's head."
The "snake," which had been greedily crawling toward its prey, reacted violently at once.
As it thrashed about wildly, more old wounds tore open, and blood sprayed in every direction.
Though it was essentially just a mass of disordered flesh and blood inside his body, Jiang En's hands were still like a pair of iron pincers, gripping it tightly without loosening even a little.
This battle with himself in the truest sense lasted nearly ten minutes.
By the time the "giant snake" finally ran out of strength and stopped moving, Jiang En looked like a complete mess.
Aside from his skeleton, which was more or less intact, the flesh and organs throughout his body seemed to have shifted severely out of place.
On top of that, blood had already splattered all around him, including over the white bedsheets and his prey.
When they'd talked earlier, Wen Li hadn't mentioned any details like this. Given how gruesome the scene was, it would have been almost impossible to overlook, so it seemed that the previous corpse-scavenging incident hadn't been this brutal.
As he watched, Fu Qian pondered.
The reason wasn't hard to guess: tonight's operation hadn't been part of Jiang En's plans.
He should have waited until the wounds on his body had healed completely before beginning his next operation.
Unfortunately, under the threat of