The man who came to question her weighed the saw in his hand and glared menacingly at Mu He beside him. "Since you're in cahoots with him, you should know where to buy limbs, right?"
"You'd better tell me the truth, or I'll make you take action!"
He spoke very fiercely, but Mu He couldn't see him and had no idea he was talking to her. Instead, Zhong Mu, who was standing to the side, kicked him angrily and said, "How dare you speak to our doctor like that! If you have a problem, come at me! What are you saying to him?!"
Suddenly kicked to the ground, the man was also furious. "You people whose bodies are already whole have no idea how anxious we are! Someone like him! Having the spare time to piece together a better-looking body is a complete waste! Every part of his body could fetch an astronomical price in the City of Fallen Souls! I just can't stand him!"
His saw was itching to be used, and he was extremely envious of Mu He. If he could get his hands on this limb, he could sell it for a good price. He could buy himself a more convenient limb and also have a spare. He couldn't stand people who only cared about aesthetics and not practicality.
"So what if you're unhappy? If you dare to make a move on him, I'll make sure your hands never come back." Zhong Mu threatened menacingly.
But the man still wouldn't give up.
Selfishness and an extreme obsession with the body are common problems in this city.
Zhong Mu noticed the malicious gaze directed at the doctor. The moment the doctor made his move, Zhong Mu immediately stepped forward to intercept him and swung his axe back fiercely.
The people who were just watching the show were taken aback by the sudden attack by the two.
In an instant, blood splattered onto their faces, and their smiles froze.
The man with the axe was incredibly fast; almost the instant his opponent raised his hand, he chopped off the man's hand, leaving him defenseless. If this guy really wanted to fight, none of them could probably handle him.
The group suddenly felt fortunate that they had only verbally provoked each other and hadn't actually done anything, otherwise they would probably be regretting it to death right now.
He exuded a chilling aura, but only for a fleeting moment before glancing back at the person behind him. Confirming that no blood had splattered on him, he turned back to glare at the person opposite him, saying, "I warned you, and you still dared to attack? Don't you take me seriously?"
With so many people here, if he doesn't take drastic measures, it'll probably make even more people want to mess with them.
"You!" The man on the ground gritted his teeth, scrambling and crawling toward his severed hand, trying to escape with the limb.
Zhong Mu moved even faster, kicking the severed hand into the crowd the instant the other person lunged at him.
The onlookers immediately rushed forward excitedly and began frantically grabbing for the hand.
"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!!" the man with the saw shouted angrily, trying to rush into the crowd to snatch it back. But in the instant he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a cold light out of the corner of his eye. Then, a blood-red color burst out from his side again. The saw clattered to the ground twice, and at the same time, his other arm fell to the ground with a thud.
The man's eyes widened, his breathing became rapid, and he slowly looked down at his other arm, which was now empty. The pain and the constant flow of blood quickly filled his face with fear.
"You...you! You actually dared to cut off my hand!" the man shouted in a fit of impotent rage.
Zhong Mu stared at him calmly, without any reaction. He meant it; he meant it, and he meant it.
The man's severed hand undoubtedly attracted a crowd to scramble for it. The man, who had lost both hands, was no longer as arrogant as before. He just howled anxiously, trying to get his hand back, and struggled in the crowd.
But the people in this city are the most indifferent; everyone was only concerned with snatching his hand away, and no one paid any attention to him.
Some even harbored deeper malice towards the person they were now powerless to resist.
Since we've lost both hands, it's the same if we lose both legs, right?
Looking at the greedy and indifferent eyes on the faces of the group, Zhong Mu wiped his hands, turned around and returned to Mu He's side, ignoring the noise and commotion around him.
He had already warned the person, but the other party still attacked.
Moreover, it's one thing to attack him, but to try and attack the doctor as well? Zhong Mu will show no mercy then.
"What happened?" Mu He couldn't see anything, only heard the commotion. Although he had guessed that the person who had provoked him had been taught a lesson, he was still a little confused by the chaotic voices around him.
"It's nothing." Zhong Mu shook his head, wanting to sit back down next to Mu He, but then suddenly remembered that the doctor had a very keen sense of smell, so he quickly lowered his head and sniffed himself. It seemed that he had accidentally gotten covered in blood when he was chopping someone, and the smell of blood on him was a bit strong.
He quickly took off his coat, wiped his hands and the axe, and tidied himself up before sitting back down next to Mu He.
Mu He listened silently to his movements a few steps away. The smell of blood was not something he could get rid of by simply taking off his coat and wiping it off, but Zhong Mu seemed to care a lot about his image in front of him, so he pretended not to smell the blood.
Outside the main city, there was a commotion. At first, people lined up to ask for limbs, then they gathered to beg the people inside the main city to come out. Now, the severed arms have become the fuse, causing many who haven't received their limbs to go mad and become chaotic.
Taking advantage of the chaos, some people started cutting off other people's limbs in an attempt to steal them; some were still trying to grab the arms that Zhong Mu had just cut off; and some were shouting for them to calm down, but almost no one responded.
The chaos in front of the main city was caused by the large number of people gathered there. In addition, the pressure from the main city's failure to send out any limbs in recent days made the restless people even more frantic after seeing the blood. They even started fighting each other for the loot.
Amidst such chaos, the main city finally opened its gates, forcing the dispatch of personnel to quell the farce and respond to the earlier clamor from the public.
Zhong Mu saw from afar that many people dressed in black rushed out of the main city. They were all intact people and stepped forward to use force to suppress the rioters in front of the main city. They were numerous and moved more nimbly, and quickly suppressed the farce.
After everyone gradually quieted down, a figure slowly walked out of the main city, and the people around him made way for him, clearly indicating that this person had extraordinary influence in the main city.
Zhong Mu thought it was the high priest, so he raised his head and craned his neck to look in that direction.
When his gaze fell upon the person's figure and appearance, he froze instantly.
This person is very familiar, or rather, it would be difficult for Zhong Mu not to remember him.
The last time they met was in that limb exhibition hall, where Zhong Mu was holding an axe and facing him.
That perverted shop manager who loves collecting beautiful limbs.