"Put this on. Walking around naked isn't a good look either," Hong Da said, handing his foul-smelling beggar's coat to the naked Li Huowang.
Li Huowang muttered his thanks and draped the coat, studded with rusty knives, over himself.
As he reached to put it on, Li Huowang caught sight of his own mangled forearm. Something seemed to be carved into the skin, but it was so badly burned that it had all fused together.
"Strange, what happened here?" Li Huowang wondered aloud, lowering his hand and pulling Hong Da's coat over his body.
No longer naked, Li Huowang was about to follow Record of Appearance and the others, but he stopped dead after only two steps. "Wait! Something's wrong!"
