Playing Happily, A Xing

What Yu Xing had asked Hua Subai to do was stop anything that could increase Snake Woman's power once he received the signal.

After half a day, the deducers had confirmed that the altar was where the true ruler of Nanshui Town drew power.

That was why Hua Subai had stayed here the whole time.

On the surface, he was waiting in line for today's task. In reality, he was waiting for a signal from Yu Xing.

He could have trapped the townspeople, of course. All he had to do was make sure the altar couldn't absorb any blood.

But just now, one of the townspeople had bumped into him.

How rude. And stupid.

He'd wanted to vent his frustration for a while now. The townspeople were perfect targets.

They weren't real people. They could even turn into evil spirits, and right now they were Snake Woman's ideal tools. People like that were better off dead.

Vines coiled around several groups of townspeople, their blossoms bright and dewy.

The priests standing on the altar paid no attention, either. Only after waiting for a while and realizing no one was coming up did they snap out of it, raise their axes and knives, and turn their attention to the surroundings.

The townspeople's bodies piled up beside the altar like sandbags.

They were dead, but not a drop of blood had spilled from them. They lay there like desiccated corpses, completely drained and useless.

The priests had only been created today, and their minds weren't very sharp, but even they knew this wasn't right.

With the condescending gaze of people who thought themselves above everyone else, they turned their attention to Hua Subai, as if granting him a favor.

An obnoxious outsider.

But also the outsider they liked best.

One outsider's blood