Fallout

Wrinkling his brows, Di Tou couldn't help but fall into thought again. Are chunks of flesh going missing? That was rather odd indeed. Especially if there was no pain involved. Thinking for a moment, Di Tou wondered if it was caused by a rogue cultivator who was following a demonic path. That would explain why they were taking chunks of flesh and would also explain how they could do it painlessly, but then the question would be why they were being so secretive about it.

Although they didn't have to go out and announce it, at the very least, as a cultivator, they didn't have to be so careful and blend in. 

Scratching his head, Di Tou thought for a moment before focusing on the information he had already. Looking at Fatty Liao, he said with a somewhat casual tone, "Are you familiar with BanYa? You seem to know quite a bit about his situation."