"Ah..."
A belated scream escaped from Triangle Eyes, howling as if he had seen a ghost.
Blood dripped from his severed right hand, creating a gruesome spectacle.
Yet Ling Xiao remained seated, looking as if he hadn't done anything at all.
What was happening?
Cries of surprise emerged from the crowd; almost everyone had missed what just transpired. Only a few martial artists with high cultivation and keen eyesight had glimpsed the appearance of a shadow.
But even they didn't discern what that shadow was.
"You think your strength allows you to snatch my belongings? To me, you're just an overestimating fool!"
Ling Xiao slightly raised his head, gazing at Triangle Eyes with a mocking smile.
"Ahhhh, ghosts, ghosts!"
Terrified, Triangle Eyes turned to flee, abandoning his severed arm.
He was truly scared senseless, entirely unaware of who or how he was attacked.
To him, it was nothing less than a nightmare.
