Next, Uncle Qin twisted his neck before grabbing both his hands under his left and right ears, and then he ferociously tore at them.
Li Zhiyuan heard the sound of flesh ripping apart, and upon closer inspection, he saw five long wounds appear beneath Uncle Qin's left and right ears.
As these wounds oozed blood, they kept opening and closing.
Like... blood-red gills.
Uncle Qin then started to stretch his body, each movement accompanied by a crackling of bones and sometimes the ripping of flesh.
Soon, many dense stretch marks-like lines appeared on Uncle Qin's body.
But they were not on his stomach; instead, they were evenly distributed across his arms and legs.
After completing a set of stretches, Uncle Qin stopped, stood still, regulated his breathing, and the bloody wounds beneath his ears opened and closed with the rhythm of his breaths.
Li Zhiyuan felt that Uncle Qin had changed in some way; there was a significant alteration to his physique.
"Xiao Yuan."
"Mm."
