I can. I just don't exactly want to kick his head off. ( His, and not it, oh Wen Kexing wants to set something on fire. Why did it have to look like that, of all the faces? It's not even a perfect likeness! He takes a breath, resolutely looking at the space to the side of the statue and nothing belonging to it, fan clenched tight in one hand and a simmering, seething rage tucked behind his teeth. ) You've seen the thing, it wouldn't even put up a good fight.

( Zhou Zishu would. Zhou Zishu would absolutely stop Wen Kexing from kicking his head off by simply attempting to do the same thing himself. )

If this place wants to feed on us, what good is having us throttled within a day? ( A quick fire glance has Wen Kexing confirming the things mouth is becoming less human shaped, more a gash in the stone. He does as instructed though, resolutely not staring. ) Let's hope it stops when it goes back to it's original form. I don't know about you but I'd rather be anywhere else right now.