Jiang Mian looked at the small bottle in her hand. It contained a clear blue liquid that seemed to emit a faint shimmer.
Suppressor?
She was familiar with this stuff!
Jiang Mian instinctively touched the raised inscription on the bottle cap.
A Type One Inhibitor, at that?
Back in the day, she might have regarded it as a priceless treasure.
But now, it really was no different from plain water, just with a bit more flavor.
Yet it was indeed terribly expensive; such a small bottle was worth at least five hundred thousand.
She just wondered what the prices were like now.
Jiang Mian turned back, but the short fellow from earlier was already nowhere to be found.
Was this someone caught stealing who wanted to use her as a scapegoat?
In a place like this, this trinket was probably worth more than a human life, right?
Sure enough, not even a few seconds later, a figure rushed out from the corner of the street.
He had a towering physique and bulging muscles that looked utterly exaggerated, even faintly giving off a distorted sensation.
The moment he appeared, the people around scattered like they had just seen the plague god.
A vacuum instantly formed around Jiang Mian.
"Damn, why is this lunatic here?"
"Run, run!"
"That woman is probably finished..."
Although everyone present clearly saw what happened just moments ago, in a place like this, no one would ever stand up to speak for a stranger.
Especially when the opposite party was an Aberrant on the [Slaughter] Path who was about to go mad.
Through the whispered murmurs of the crowd, Jiang Mian quickly pieced together the man's information.
Yuan Feng, Sequence 50, [Slaughter] Path, [Trapped Beast].
Theoretically, he was at the bottom rung among high-tier sequences, but having reached