Su Jiu noticed that the two Shrimp Soldiers were injured in different places, one at the waist and the other at the neck. Both wounds were rotting and spreading outward.
Of the Shrimp Soldier wounded at the waist and the one wounded at the neck, the latter looked particularly horrifying.
Not only had the wound on his neck rotted, but a section had also caved in. His shrimp head wobbled on his neck as though it might fall off at any moment. An ordinary person in that condition would probably have died long ago.
The two Shrimp Soldiers crept furtively along the entire way, seemingly on guard against anyone following them.
But their cultivation was simply too low. Even with Su Jiu and Chu Luohen trailing behind them, they failed to notice.
"Is it really all right for us to come here without permission before the appointed day?" the timid one could not help asking.
A vicious gleam flashed through the other's eyes. "Wait until the appointed day? We'd probably be dead by then."
"But it's our own fault that the rot started early this time," the timid one murmured hesitantly.
The other cast a sinister glance at his companion's wound with his mung-bean-sized eyes. "The rot is at your waist, so of course it's not much of a problem. What about me? Besides, who was the first to give in and break the taboo? In a way, you dragged me into this."
The timid one ducked his head, clearly cowed. "But it'll only be a few more days until the scheduled opening. If they investigate then..."
"Don't worry. It grows very quickly. In a few days, it'll have grown back completely."
The timid Shrimp Soldier breathed a small sigh of relief. He could only hope so.
After hearing their