Han Yu observed his newest creation finding its form impressive. Though the most eye catching part of it was its face.
It was locked in rage, in a permanent expression of fury.
Its eyes glowed with a deep red light, burning with intensity.
The aura it released filled the workshop.
It was violent, oppressive and of a primal fury.
Han Yu remained still as he watched and waited for his creation's reaction.
The Jiangshi looked at him.
For a moment, there was silence.
Then it spoke.
"Master…"
Its voice was rough.
Broken.
"Who… kill… I?"
Han Yu blinked once.
Then slowly…
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"…so that is what anger creates."
Han Yu did not rush through the testing of the Anger Jiangshi. If anything, he slowed down, taking a far more deliberate approach than he had with the previous ones.
