To be honest, the man before him was a far cry from the top player Gao Ming had imagined. The aura he gave off was not powerful. To Gao Ming, a Dream Ghost, he seemed like nothing more than an ordinary person.
But then again, how could an ordinary person become the hope of all the Taboo Players? How could he become the person the Saviors trusted most?
Still uncertain, Gao Ming asked again, "You're Huang Ying?"
When the man neither answered nor dropped his hostility, looking ready to take Gao Ming down with him at any moment, Gao Ming had no choice but to call out to Number Two. "You'd better come out and talk to him. This guy is too cautious."
"Huang Ying, I brought him here." Number Two's voice came from the Execution House. He exchanged a long string of coded phrases with Huang Ying that no one else could understand. Only after a long while did Huang Ying lower his guard. The hostility faded from his eyes, and he looked at Gao Ming with a trace of apology.
"Sorry. I was too on edge."
Although this top player was not powerful, he struck Gao Ming as mature and dependable, as though he had weathered countless storms. He was courteous to others and unyielding at heart.
"If those wounds aren't treated soon, you could be crippled for life. The curse will devour your internal organs like countless centipedes and turn you into a walking Ghost Nest." Some things took priority over others. If anything happened to Huang Ying, Gao Ming would have come here for nothing.
After getting Number Two's consent, Gao Ming cut his palm and fed Huang Ying blood containing the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God's curse.
He was no healer. His method of removing a curse