Sealing Guangru

The hallways continued to be so dark. No speck of light was there, and Liu Xiaodan kept on checking if the patient rooms were actually occupied. In one room, he actually found Zhang Wuji curled up in his bed. 

"Hm… it's Mr. Wuji..."

Liu Xiaodan was actually relieved he was safe, but the man didn't look okay at all. He was trembling in fear, and his mouth was moving as if talking about something. Liu Xiaodan was about to open the door, but he watched Zhang Wuji claw out his arm as he started making maniacal expressions on his face.

Blood dripped profusely on the bed, and the man even savored the blood coming out. Bite. He started munching on his very arm. Liu Xiaodan phased through the door instead of opening it, not activating the formation at least. The man then stopped and recognized the man… "Xiaodan..."

"You lied to me, didn't you?" Liu Xiaodan stared down at the man. "You're not Mr. Wuji..."