The man called himself the master of Time Blood City. Every sentence he spoke caused a Human Clock to age and wither. Sometimes, before he had even finished half a sentence, a head would shatter.
Compared with his conversation with Xue Se, the man revealed only about a third as much information before shutting his mouth. Repeatedly breaking the rules had placed an enormous burden on it, severely affecting the sanity it struggled to maintain.
Time wanted the other Blood City Lords to share its burden or kill the culprit, but only if it would remain untouched by the consequences.
"Why aren't you saying more?" Xu Huan urged. "How many others are there like you?"
"I've already said enough." All the Human Clocks in the Man-Eating Room seemed to have aged a little. Time had paid a tremendous price, yet still failed to convince Wu Ji. As for Xu Huan, he probably hadn't even understood what it was saying.
Only the ticking of clock hands remained in the room. Time said no more. It had to be the last person in this world to go mad. Previously, the other Blood City Lords had stayed away for various reasons, but now they were appearing one after another. That, too, put Time on its guard.
It suspected that the mastermind was nearing their limit as well. This was the final stage of their stalemate, so its opponent had allowed the other Blood City Lords to find it, hoping to make it willingly expend its sanity to help them recover their memories.
A wrinkled face fell beside Wu Ji's boots like a drifting sheet of paper-thin skin. Her face remained hidden beneath black cloth as all kinds of thoughts arose in her mind.
If Xue Se hadn't mentioned Doctor Gao and the Clock