Trial (3)

Leng San morphed his appearance to an old man at the age of sixty, skin wilted, back hunched. It would be better if he morphed into a girl. But with this limited time and as he could not find a woman’s clothes, he had to be like this.

Leng San was shopping at several shops, but he knew inside since his instinct told him that he made some mistakes!!

Whoosh!

A cold wind was flowing at him, along with a changing atmosphere. The scared boy could detect the killing intent coming to him in a millisecond. Not having to turn back, he could still identify the direction of the intent clearly!! It was from the roof of one tavern,

‘Absurd!! How can he know instantly while I’m morphing?!’

Even if his heart was beating abnormally inside, his appearance was still the same because he was confident that they would not try to do it in public among the crowded area with many villagers.

Booooom!!