At the same moment the center of the array disappeared, with a snap, Fujiwara Seiho, who was originally floating above the array, fell straight into the deep pool.
Huo Sining fixed her gaze; the previously radiant and full-bodied Fujiwara Seiho now appeared shriveled like a bag of bones, entirely unrecognizable. Beneath that layer of wrinkled skin, only bulging veins could be seen, but he no longer resembled his former self.
On the other side, Qibao had already put away his rebellious fishtail, standing at the edge of the deep pool, peering in to see the miserable state of Fujiwara Seiho. But just as he stuck his head out, Huo Sining tugged him back and covered his eyes with her palm.
"Qibao, don't look! It's just a bad man getting his comeuppance, there's nothing worth seeing!"
Qibao's eyelashes tickled the palm of Huo Sining's hand. The little guy wasn't affected in the slightest but still obediently nodded and agreed, turning around to head out of the cave.
