Chapter 288
Shen Ge really wanted to say that the last guy who pulled this stunt had been pulverized into meat paste by him. But as he looked into the mirror, he noticed something different this time.
The “Shen Ge” in the reflection just stood there blankly—pale-faced, with pitch-black pupils that made him look every bit as terrifying as a malevolent ghost.
“That’s it?”
If this was just meant to frighten the target, it was utterly meaningless to Shen Ge. He’d weathered far too many storms to be spooked by something like this. Even if Sadako herself crawled out of the mirror, he’d probably tie her hair into pigtails and turn her into a “people’s Sadako”—let alone a version of himself that just stood there like a zombie.
After three seconds of standoff, Shen Ge confirmed that all this thing could do was “intimidate.” Without hesitation, he stepped forward and punched the mirror.
As the shards clattered to the floor, something bizarre happened. The space around Shen Ge seemed to crack like glass itself—fractures spread through the air, and within two or three seconds, it all collapsed.
The next moment, a hand shot out from behind the broken mirror, aiming straight for Shen Ge’s throat—but it stopped a foot away, blocked by an invisible wall of air.
“Tsk, tsk. Trying to sneak attack me?” Shen Ge cracked his neck, his tone dripping with disdain.
Without Little Seven or the Red Mist Battle Armor by his side, he had to handle his own defense, which naturally made him a bit more cautious.