"My savior!" Water Lord cried, overcome with emotion. "Is that you?"
But the blood shadow had already withdrawn the black aura and showed Water Lord no courtesy. As if disciplining a junior, it rapped him on the head with its cane again. Water Lord hunched his neck, and the few sparse sprouts on his head perked up oddly.
A moment later, Water Lord had regained his senses and understood. That black aura must have influenced him just now. After all... after all, it had originally been left with him by his savior to protect his life. His savior had taken it from the president.
Wu was still in a half-delirious state, and the tender sprout on Water Lord's head kept growing, continually draining his power.
The blood shadow turned around, seemingly intending to wake Wu the same way, with a rap of its cane. But after raising the cane halfway, it seemed to decide that wasn't quite appropriate. It turned back and rapped Water Lord once more, then tossed him the cane. Reaching toward Wu, the blood shadow pulled the sprout off his shoulder, then swiped at his face. A stream of black aura drifted out of Wu's eyes. It had the same quality as Water Lord's, but there was far more of it.
As the black aura was drawn out, Wu's body shuddered violently, as if he were enduring torture.
"It was Xia Tan! Xia Tan's door saved Wu!" Fatty shouted excitedly. Just a moment ago, he had thought Brother Wu was about to die.
Jiang Cheng swayed after the extreme tension, about to collapse, but Wu Yingying was quick to catch him.
"No wonder. No wonder Water Lord could use my moves. Actually, he could use all kinds of moves that weren't his own. It was all because