Large-Scale Outdoor Surgery

Guy looked at the corpse in his hands, rapidly turning cold and stiff.

His face was livid.

He was certain that he had controlled the force of that kick with great precision.

It should never have been enough to kill the man.

The enemy had died so quickly; he could only have committed suicide!

He tore the spiral mask from the man's face.

What appeared before him was a face severely corroded.

A disfigured face whose features were nearly unrecognizable.

"Suicide operative?"

Guy snorted and casually tossed the corpse onto the ground.

Then he turned and left without looking back.

For the enemy to kill himself so decisively, there was no way he would have left behind any valuable clues.

Even with the corpse, protective or self-destruct seals had surely been planted in advance.

Conventional body searches or intelligence-gathering methods would likely find nothing.

Guy did not waste any more time. Saving Iron Arm and Genma was more important!

No sooner had Guy left than Hefeng appeared beside the corpse.

He stared at the lifeless, utterly ruined face.

His expression darkened.

Then he looked up at Guy's swiftly retreating back.

His gaze was complicated, as though he were lost in thought.

Guy returned to the site of the explosion.

The daimyo's party had already stabilized.

The guards surrounded the palanquin, vigilantly scanning their surroundings.

Many had witnessed Guy's lightning-fast rescue.

They had also seen his lion's roar shatter the Wrathful Vajra statue, as well as the fierce kick that had broken the enemy's legs.

Their eyes were filled with shock.

They had never expected this ordinary bald monk with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and gray martial monk's robes.

To possess such terrifying strength.

Guy paid the daimyo's party no attention at all and crouched beside Iron-Arm Panda and Genma.

He