He was not injured, only the wall behind him showed a huge spiderweb crack.
He stared blankly at the person in front of him, his eyes hollow and bewildered.
That punch seemed ordinary, but it felt like it punched the man's soul out.
Freeing him from the body of a Demon.
"I thought with dyed red hair, you wouldn't recognize me."
Lu Bu'er, gasping for breath, reverted from the Specter Fiends form back to human form, shook his numb right hand, and said annoyedly: "You have some conscience, but not much... Motherfucker, after sleeping for so long, you trouble me the moment you wake up."
Long Que gazed at his eyes, seeming to see something.
"Sister..."
He said softly.
"I'm glad to see you're healthy, although your brain is screwed again..."
Lu Bu'er paused slightly, looked down at the confused man, braved himself to step forward, and whispered, "But it's okay, even if you were in Hell, I would pull you back."
He paused, "Anyway, long time no see."
