The instant Bai Xiao fell "unconscious," Wan Jie knew he had been saved. He simply hadn't expected his rescuers to be a flood of Gao Mings.
He had thought his survival was a sign of Fate's favor, but in reality, his sworn enemy had unexpectedly intervened.
At Lishan Hospital, Gao Ming had screwed Wan Jie over badly, releasing the divine clay sculpture sleeping at the bottom of Black Lake. Now, with Wan Jie suppressed by the clay sculpture and facing death, Gao Ming had come to his rescue. It seemed they were even.
Seeing so many Gao Mings charging over without the slightest fear of death scared Yuan Hui out of his wits. Despite all the anomaly events he had experienced, he had no idea how to respond.
To claim credit, he had kept telling the security personnel around him that he had driven Gao Ming to his death and even tortured his corpse.
Every grievance had its source, and every debt its debtor. Now, with countless Gao Mings sprinting toward him, the unease hidden deep in his heart erupted all at once.
"Yuan Hui! I treated you as a classmate, and you dared to desecrate my corpse!" Delinquent Gao Ming's opening words were explosive. The other Gao Mings seemed to have found a target for revenge as well. Mad Gao Ming raised his knife and slashed straight at Yuan Hui, Flesh-and-Blood Gao Ming quietly closed in, and Ordinary Gao Ming began trying to open his left eye to influence Yuan Hui's memories.
With his mind in chaos, Yuan Hui no longer dared to resist. "A bunch of lunatics! You're all lunatics!"
Turning to flee, Yuan Hui felt a force tearing at his memories. Now he was genuinely frightened.
"Yuan Hui!" Zhuo Jun was locked in combat with Wan Jie.