Before his words had even faded, Fan Xian noticed the massacre taking place in the alley.
His brow furrowed, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
The next second, a handsome Young Master in white appeared out of thin air in the dim alley. With his hands behind his back, he expressionlessly watched the figure standing with its back to him.
It was a burly man, barefoot and dressed in tattered coarse cloth. Various sinister dark-blue tattoos crawled across his bare arms.
At first glance, he looked like a member of some underworld gang.
But real criminals usually only beat and kill people. This was Fan Xian's first time seeing someone literally eating a person!
A chill flickered in Fan Xian's eyes as he asked in an icy, utterly calm voice:
"Is it tasty?"
"..."
The cold voice reached the man's ears, and his eating motions abruptly froze.
"Who?!"
"..."
Fan Xian stood still, expressionless, as though he had not heard the man's question.
When the man saw the figure at the mouth of the alley, his eyes lit up. Grinning viciously, he looked at Fan Xian and said:
"Good, good, good!"
"I was just complaining that this girl didn't have enough meat. Who would've thought someone would deliver himself right to my door!"
"In that case, don't blame me for having an extra meal. If you want to blame someone, blame your own bad lu—"
Crack—
Before he could finish, a crisp sound of breaking bones abruptly cut off his arrogant words.
The man's voice stopped dead.
He lowered his head blankly, staring at his own neck with a face full of disbelief.
A long, slender hand had appeared there at some point, effortlessly plucking his head from his neck as though picking a flower or