Even Feng Bei, who didn't understand the Foreign Language, could figure it out. She smiled and said, "It wants more."
"You'll eat your fill when we get back!"
A violent tremor came from the center of Lu Town.
Even without recklessly using his `inspiration`, Zheng Xiu's `Intuition` was warning him in every way possible that something terrible was in town.
The thick, viscous air felt like it was full of invisible claws, desperately scratching at Zheng Xiu's skin until it was both sore and itchy.
The stench of rot drifted over on the wind. Feng Bei frowned, listened for a moment, then smiled. "Looks like you're in trouble."
Zheng Xiu had no time to reflect on the technique and breathing method he'd used to cross the "Bund."
"...`inspiration`!"
Even though his experience in the Bund left him with a lingering fear...
