The sound of the door opening echoed, and several pairs of eyes simultaneously turned toward the entrance.
Ruan Li rushed to the sofa, and when she saw that lifeless, gray face, her steps slowly faltered until her trembling fingers touched his cold cheek, and immense panic completely occupied her heart.
The sleeping Beastman seemed to sense the touch of his Female Head, and his chest suddenly heaved violently a few times.
Gradually, without any buffer.
In everyone's gaze, everything seemed to come to an abrupt halt.
The chest that lay flat showed no further changes.
Time and space were so silent in that instant.
Lu Mufeng had long been accustomed to scenes of parting and death, yet even so, he couldn't help but feel regret that such a brave male Beastman had passed away like this.
He took off his military cap and observed a moment of silence.
The last tear slid from Shi Jue's eye corner.
It disappeared with his final regret into the off-white sofa cushion.
