The image of himself as a human stick remained etched in his mind, and he could not bear to look at Pei Shangling’s face.
"Qilin, don't let your emotions cloud your judgment!"
No sooner had Pei Shangling finished speaking than the Qilin-shaped human stick behind them let out an indistinct, hair-raising scream, accompanied by the manic laughter of another Pei Shangling, which was utterly chilling.
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