"Holy shit!"
The sudden turn of events gave Chun Xiaobai, standing beside him, a huge fright.
"Goddammit, is this some kind of injury scam?"
But that wasn't the end of it!
After Daoist Cangshan spat out a mouthful of blood, the skin on his body visibly shriveled and wrinkled at an alarming rate. His already graying hair instantly turned silver-white!
His entire body withered, turning him from a sixty-year-old man into a hundred-year-old geezer in an instant.
He swayed where he stood. If he hadn't grabbed the nearby boulder, he probably would have collapsed on the spot.
"Th-this... this..." Daoist Cangshan's face drained of color. "It... it stripped five thousand years from my lifespan outright!"
He stared at Chun Xiaobai in terror. "You brat... just what are you...?"
"Holy crap! Five thousand years?" Chun Xiaobai immediately clapped a hand over his pocket.
"Have you even fucking lived five hundred years? What kind of bullshit are you spouting?"
Wait!
Chun Xiaobai abruptly leaped backward, putting some distance between them as he watched the man warily.
The old man who had been so full of vigor a moment ago really had become a piece of rotten wood ready for burial, and his skin was still visibly drying out.
Th-this guy was going way too far for an injury scam, wasn't he?
"You even used some secret drug for this? You're really sinking everything into it!"
Chun Xiaobai felt a chill creep over him. If this guy managed to pin the blame on him, he wouldn't just have to pay money-he might have to pay with his life!
That wouldn't do.
He couldn't even stomach paying money, let alone his life!
At that thought, he moved his feet and vanished with a whoosh.
"Wait!"
Daoist Cangshan snapped back to his senses!
This brat!