In the restroom, the rock music from the bar could be heard.
Just as Qi Heng was about to pray devoutly once more, Lin Baici's large hand slapped his face.
Slap!
Qi Heng's head jerked to the side as he staggered a step sideways, his cheek visibly swelling.
"You dare hit me?"
Qi Heng's eyes bulged with rage, completely shocked and about to throw out harsh words.
Slap!
Lin Baici slapped Qi Heng again, then snatched the string of vajra bodhi prayer beads from his hand.
"You, a mere human, dare to use taboo things? Not afraid of being polluted into a Dead Flesh Man, huh?"
Lin Baici snorted coldly.
"Uh..."
Hearing words like taboo things, Dead Flesh Man, and pollution, Qi Heng instantly tensed up: "How... how do you know about this?"
That shouldn't be possible, right?
Judging by the young man's attire, at most he was from a well-off family; how could he possibly know about taboo things like these?
