"You can't open it! You can't! Don't open it!"
"As long as you don't open the door, we can work anything out!"
Zhai Yuquan went berserk, his emotions erupting. The door was what concerned him most, as though opening it would cause something terrifying to happen.
"What will come out once it's opened?" Ke Meng asked.
Zhai Yuquan's shadow clutched his head and raved, "I'll die! I'll die! I can't let outsiders open the door! They'll execute me!"
Zhai Yuquan ran around wildly, never considering taking refuge in Ke Meng's shadow.
Mainly, he had no idea how to invade someone else's shadow.
The Shadow Stream Members might make invading other people's shadows look effortless.
But those shadows had undergone professional training, while Zhai Yuquan knew none of the tricks.
Old Shi sneered. "We've captured you. The organization behind you won't let you off."
Old Shi was fishing for information, trying to see whether he belonged to an organization.
"Don't open the door! As long as you don't open it, they won't know I've been captured, and they won't blame me!" Zhai Yuquan continued screaming wildly, his mental state intensely agitated and unstable.
Everyone could sense that Zhai Yuquan was on the brink of madness. If they pushed the door open in front of him, he might truly lose his mind.
At the same time, as his emotions grew increasingly frenzied, that inexplicable pressure from his shadow quietly emerged, weighing on everyone's minds.
Ke Meng's heart gave a slight jolt. This fellow's soul really was no ordinary thing.
If they drove him insane, the power within him might run completely wild, turning him into an enormous source of mental contamination.
"Are the people who punish you from Shadow Stream? As far as I know, Shadow Stream can infiltrate anything."
"No! No!"