The air around them carried a faint rancid stench, elusive yet lingering, making Brother Shi and Ghost Head reflexively sniff hard. However, they couldn't catch the source of the smell, and yet, if they stopped trying to identify it, the rotting odor seemed to coil perpetually around their noses.
"Who exactly are you?"
Yan Jiang stared at "Su Xiujun" and asked in a low, grim voice. The other person gave no answer. Their gazes locked, and the air grew tense, thick with an undercurrent of deadly hostility!
Moments later, "Su Xiujun" broke into a grin. That grin widened, growing louder in arrogance over time until finally, "Su Xiujun" opened his mouth and erupted into a peal of maniacal laughter, "Hahaha!"
