In the distance, a figure that looked like a dog was sprinting in Mo Lin's direction.
Looking closer, it was a person, and an adult at that.
He was crawling rapidly on the ground with all four limbs.
This person was quickly closing in on Mo Lin's position.
Only when he got closer did Mo Lin clearly see his face.
The skin on his body looked like it had been scalded by boiling water, all shriveled up.
His skin was covered in blood-speckled blotches.
All his hair was gone, his head bare and shiny; his ears had been cut off, and his eyeballs bulged outward.
The skin on his upper palate and lips was gone, exposing the gums, which looked a bit disgusting.
"Mo Lin..." The man lifted his head and called to Mo Lin.
"Hm?" For a moment, Mo Lin had no idea who he was.
The man's throat seemed damaged, his voice thick and hoarse, making it impossible to recognize him by sound.
"I am Wan Foli." The man's muddled voice sounded again.
"Ah..."
Mo Lin was startled.
