"You..."
At this moment, Wu Liang had countless thoughts racing through his mind.
He opened his mouth wanting to speak, but he didn't know what to say, especially since his father was likely standing on the opposing side now.
Whoosh—
Before he could figure out what to say, the Fierce Ghost, cloaked entirely in white with a white face mask, stepped in front of him on a gust of eerie wind.
Raising its hand, it summoned masks out of thin air, sending them hurtling toward Wu Liang's face.
No matter how bogged down Wu Liang's mind was, he understood he couldn't allow those masks to cover his face.
His only option was to activate the effect of the [Breaking Blade], crushing the mask before him with a claw, taking advantage of the Fierce Ghost's momentary surprise to dash forward and grab at the mask on its face.
Wu Liang's swift reaction and his ability to shatter the mask with his bare hands clearly caught the Fierce Ghost off guard.
