"Ah!!"
As if he had just woken from a terrifying nightmare, the Tiger Man came to again after a pained howl, then realized his current predicament.
His body was still incomparably weak, but even worse than that weakness was the pain in his limbs.
An unbearable, bone-piercing pain came from deep within every one of his claws.
Cold sweat streamed down uncontrollably, and his limbs twitched faintly beyond his control.
Before his eyes, the human rose from his cross-legged position once more, walked over, and picked up the ring he had taken from the Tiger Man's hand.
"You seem to recognize this ring. You called it the Ring of Truth. What does it do? Can you tell me?"
"Your eyes can emit a purple ghostly glow, and you call it [Ghost Servant Art]. I wonder if you could teach me this ability?"
Very soon, the Tiger Man heard the human ask the exact same questions.
The Tiger Man gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Leaving aside the fact that he had no intention of revealing these secrets, even if he were going to reveal them, now was not the time—if he spilled everything just like that, then once he lost his value, death would await him as well.
As he pondered, the human activated that brown Flesh Colonization Armor again, producing the scorpion tail that made his entire body tremble.
What followed was agony that pierced straight into his soul. His claws were once again pierced by that stinger.
"Ah!!!"
After a pained howl, the Tiger Man lost consciousness again.
Feng Buzhi walked over to inspect the Tiger Man's eyes. Seeing that they still emitted a purple ghostly glow, he pressed his palm over them once more.
Emptying his senses, he continued to carefully feel the Tiger Man's eyes.
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