I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today
Chapter 1002: Ice Queen 13

Chapter 1002: Chapter 1002: Ice Queen 13

Brian screamed in agony! He immediately reached out to pull the hand off! But the severed hand was gripping his skin so tightly, it almost tore off his face!

"Ah! Ah! Ahhh!!!..."

He screamed incessantly, rolling on the ground, unable to bear the pain, as blood gushed out! His right eye was completely gouged out!

Ed retreated in horror to one side, watching as blood poured out of Brian’s face like water gushing from a faucet!

The severed hand fell to the ground, trying to crawl up to attack again.

But Brian was like a madman at this point! With one hand covering his right eye and the other grabbing the Iron Pestle, he smashed it down hard at his feet!

Bang!!!

The severed hand swiftly dodged, and the Iron Pestle followed with another pounding! It swept around like a headless fly!

Brian roared, "Bastard! Come here! I’ll kill you! Bastard!!!"

Ed screamed in fear, "Brian! You’re going to knock over the brazier!"

Brian didn’t listen to him at all, frantically attacking the ice around him, trying to completely smash the severed hand!

His vision was a sea of red, completely blind in his right eye, his left eye covered in filth and unable to see anything clearly; he could only perceive the location of the brazier by its heat.

Chang Weicai’s flower seedling was placed by the side of the brazier!

If he couldn’t snatch the flower, then he would destroy it!

Brian lifted the Iron Pestle, smashing it towards the direction of the brazier! Sparks flew everywhere! The burning wood was scattered about, the flower pot also toppled over!

The severed hand pounced over! Clutching the flower seedling firmly in the palm!

"Brian! Stop it!!!" Ed shouted in terror, "If the fire goes out, we’ll all freeze to death."

"Where’s that hand?! Where’s the old man’s flower seedling?! Tell me where!!!" Brian bellowed, as the Iron Pestle pounded down again and again onto the ground!

Bang, bang, bang!

Bang, bang, bang!

Smashing onto the ice, onto the severed hand, onto the red-hot burning wood—

Splinters of wood scattered with sparks, singeing Brian’s face! He yelled out in pain, staggering back several steps, misstepping into emptiness, and instantly plummeting into the circular pool!

With a splash, he vanished.

Ripples spread across the water, gradually calming...

Ed nervously walked to the edge of the pool, trying to call out a few times: "Brian?... Brian?"

No answer.

Brian had sunk down...

Ed, holding his own flower pot, surveyed the chaotic scene around him, cursing under his breath, "This bastard."

Wood scattered on the ice, most of it extinguished, only one or two thicker pieces of wood still carried a faint flame.

Ed had to put down the seedling, picked up the cooled brazier, carefully gathered the burning wood back into the brazier, added some more wood, and rekindled the fire.

As he busied himself, there was a sudden splash from behind in the pool!

Ed jumped, turning around sharply to see a figure emerging from the pool, slowly climbing ashore.

Ed subconsciously thought it was the drowned Brian, releasing a sigh of relief, "Damn, nearly scared me to death..."

His words stopped abruptly, getting caught in his throat.

Because he realized that the person coming up was not Brian, but Chang Weicai!

Chang Weicai was bare-chested, with his arms on the ice, scales layering his arms reflecting the shimmering water, and a thin membrane around his neck undulating with his breath, like a water lizard.

Ed recoiled in extreme shock, backing away with a trembling voice, "Old man... are you even human anymore?"

Chang Weicai did not speak.

He seemed extremely, extremely tired, every movement so difficult, so slow... Dragging his weary body, he crawled to the brazier, saw the severed hand lying in the dirt, revealing a slight glimpse of a green leaf in its palm.

Chang Weicai let out a pained whimper, then tears followed and fell down.

"Why, why is it like this..." he lamented from the heart, sobbing and shaking his head, "All dead... why, why are they all dead..."

Ed kept his distance from him, couldn’t help but to ask upon hearing this, "...What died? Old man, what are you talking about?"