Ai Lei immediately averted her gaze.
She took a big step back.
Based on the details that she had just observed, she quickly pieced together a sketch of the little man in her mind.
He should be a monster hunter who lived in the wilderness all year round.
He could sleep peacefully in the poisonous swamp that was filled with snakes, insects, rats, and ants, as though it was a Simmons mattress.
He had once peeled off the skins and shells of countless monsters, and he had almost been cut into pieces by the monsters countless times.
His long hunting career had allowed him to hone his superb killing skills.
It had also made him incompatible with normal society, and he did not know how to adapt to the calm after victory.
Since he had been seriously injured in the fierce battle, his hands, spine, and even central nervous system had been affected to a certain extent, hence his fighting strength had been greatly reduced.