Deep in the wilderness of the mountains, where no paths lay, weeds reached waist-high and thorns spread everywhere. Lin Suqing moved lightly atop the bushes like a kite, intentionally appearing as though escaping was already pushing his abilities to their limit, yet purposely maintaining a distance from the War God that was neither too far nor too close, and not easily perceived.
In the eyes of the War God, although Lin Suqing's agility was extraordinary, it was only slightly better than a monkey's, and a bit craftier than a fox's. Though it had a craving for human flesh, it wasn't fixated on Lin Suqing alone—it could have let him go. However, the more cunningly Lin Suqing tried to escape, and the harder he struggled, the more the War God, unable to catch him, wanted to devour him, even to the point of mustering a final burst of energy to do so.