"Where did this Human-Candle come from?"
Zhang Yuan got a clear look at the long, sticklike figure before him.
It was a cultivator who had lost both arms, and someone he knew at that-the city lord of Dark Gold City, Situ Bikang.
That wasn't right.
He remembered perfectly well that his last sword strike had only severed one of Situ Bikang's arms. How had Situ Bikang ended up missing both now?
What a bizarre turn of events.
Zhang Yuan's gaze turned odd.
Feeling that gaze upon him, Situ Bikang knelt on the ground, not daring to move. Cold sweat had already soaked his back. He cautiously raised his head and said respectfully:
"Situ Bikang of Heavenly Net Mountain, acting city lord of Dark Gold City, respectfully welcomes the lord of Dark Gold City back. This lowly cultivator has difficulty moving his limbs and cannot salute properly. I beg the [Return to True Celestial Person]'s forgiveness."
Intrigued, Zhang Yuan asked, "You haven't restored your severed arm, and you even knew to come out and welcome me. You're an obedient one. But I remember only cutting off one of your arms. What happened to the other?"
It would have been better left unmentioned. At Zhang Yuan's question, Situ Bikang looked as miserable as if he had swallowed a fly. "I dare not deceive you, Celestial Person. It happened through a moment of carelessness on my part."
Zhang Yuan's standing was far above Situ Bikang's, so he could tell that Situ Bikang truly wasn't lying. His expression didn't look like a lie, either. Apparently, he really had lost his other arm through carelessness.
For a mighty World-Raising Realm cultivator, that was certainly quite a moment of carelessness.
"Be more careful next time," Zhang Yuan said with a chuckle.
"Thank you for the reminder,