He was dead. Yuhao was dead.
The Huo Yuhao we'd worked so hard to raise had died just like that, in an instant. His head had been twisted off.
How could this happen? How could this be?
Cai Meier's eyes widened. Wang Dong's eyes were bloodshot as she watched Huo Yuhao die right in front of her.
Just like that, he was dead!
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Lin Xiao, I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!!"
Wang Dong roared and could no longer hold back, no longer caring whether they were on the Soul Master Competition stage.
Cai Meier grabbed her and forced her down. "Wang Dong, calm down. I want to kill him too, that bastard!!!"
"Yelling and yelling—are you mourning Huo Yuhao?"
"A guy pretending to be a girl. Don't tell me you really liked that eunuch!"
Lin Xiao flung Huo Yuhao's head straight at Wang Dong.
By sheer chance, Huo Yuhao's head landed in front of Wang Dong. His eyes were wide open, and he'd died with them fixed on her.
Wang Dong took two trembling steps backward.
The Shrek group glared at Lin Xiao, their faces burning with fury.
But Lin Xiao was utterly contemptuous. It seemed Huo Yuhao's death hadn't caused anything unusual.
Tang San wasn't watching this?
Tang San wasn't ignoring it. He'd sent Da Ming and Er Ming. Before the Soul Master Competition had even begun, he'd given them their instructions. Otherwise, how could Da Ming and Er Ming have appeared here again?
Tang San was confident that with Da Ming and Er Ming there, nothing could go wrong.
But this time, even Da Ming and Er Ming had miscalculated. They'd never imagined Huo Yuhao would just stand there dumbly and let Lin Xiao twist his head off.
By the time they reacted, it was too late.