Under Lou Shang's horrified gaze, Xu Huo grabbed the half-human-height sculpture and casually hurled it at a vase around the corner of the corridor!
Lou Shang had no idea what he was planning, but even with his toes, he could tell it would be nothing good. But what could he do? Not only did he have no chance to stop it, but in the next second, Xu Huo dragged him forward with no room for resistance, charging into a vortex that had suddenly appeared before the vase. Together with the sculpture, they were sucked inside!
"Fuck you..." Lou Shang blurted out, but before he could finish, his head was slammed into the sculpture ahead of him, bringing his face into intimate contact with its savage monster visage. Caught completely off guard, he felt a sharp pain explode across his face. For an instant, it seemed as though even his soul had been sucked out—then he was yanked back out by the nape of his neck.
Xu Huo looked at his blood-smeared face and said perfunctorily, "Ran too fast. Couldn't stop in time. Wipe yourself off."
As he spoke, he casually tore off a tablecloth from nearby and tossed it onto Lou Shang's face.
Killing intent surged through Lou Shang. He tore the rag from his face and was about to lash out when he suddenly realized they had already changed locations.
They were now standing in a restaurant they had never encountered before. Though strange sculptures still lined the walls, the tables, chairs, and dinnerware showed signs of having been used. One plate even held fresh food, which was enough to lift their spirits somewhat.
"Other Players." Lou Shang put aside settling the score with Xu Huo and immediately stepped closer to inspect the plates on the table. He seemed