816: He seems to have understood something.

The little girl glanced at Hong Xiangjun, then shrugged her shoulders, "You're overreacting. The most that strength of yours could do is give a kitten a little scratch; I hardly felt a thing."

"Really!" Hong Xiangjun eyed her suspiciously before frowning and looking toward Liang Haoming, who was expressionless not far away.

She thought to herself that she still insisted on her original view: the little girl's body was quite strange. But why?

Nighttime.

Only the husband and wife were left inside the felt tent.

Dong Huiying picked up the small bottle and took a pill.

Haoming looked at her but said nothing.

But after she fell asleep, he tiptoed up, took the small bottle, and put a pill into his mouth.

It was bitter.

After swallowing it, he lay back down again.

When dawn came,

Haoming opened his eyes and felt a numbness in his limbs. He pinched himself hard enough to turn his arm blue, but he felt nothing.

There was no pain, and he couldn't feel pain.