Chapter 412: The Complete Blood-colored Paperman

Red blood coated his eye sockets, and Han Fei had never figured out whether the real world was smeared red in that instant or if it was just his own vision that was solidified by the bloody hue.

In the process of consciousness descent, Han Fei could feel something approaching from behind, but he just couldn't turn his head to see it.

With all his might, he could only catch a glimpse of a bloody arm.

The singing voice that held the elder's head still hid in a building near the Plastic Surgery Hospital, staring intently at Han Fei's back.

Apart from the singing voice, in the depths of the boundless city, another swath of blood-red was roaming; it seemed to be searching for the little bug that had damaged its shrine.

Opening his eyes, a faint musty smell entered his nostrils, and Han Fei found himself within the Yimin Private Academy.

Without the system's prompt ringing in his ear, Han Fei's suspended heart gradually settled down.