Zhang Ping let out a long breath, as if the weight of it had been pressing on his chest for an eternity.

He slowly straightened up, his gaze drifting toward the towering beast-shaped shadow not far away. With a calm voice, he said, “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Lunara Prince stood in the distance, eyes cold and emotionless beneath the human skin stretched over his forehead. His raspy voice echoed across the empty lot. “This is the second time you’ve killed ...