"This power is simply irresistible, completely overpowering."
Just as the deformed old man's yellow teeth were about to bite through his own throat, Wang Hao hastily whispered, "Wait! It's okay if you eat me, but I have a few questions to ask!"
"I have a ginseng here! Eat the ginseng first, not me, please, sir!"
With a trembling hand, the bright red ginseng fell to the ground, its roots still smeared with some dirt.
The old man froze and began to mutter, "What's going on? There's a ginseng here, it looks very nourishing, should I eat it?"
"This kid actually gave me a ginseng to stop me from eating him, what's going on?"
Wang Hao waited, holding his breath, unable to predict the next move of this madman.
The three-armed deformed old man was clearly on the brink of insanity, his two greedy eyes waiting on him, yet staring at the ginseng, mumbling, "Should I eat the kid first, or the ginseng first. What's going on? Maybe eat both."