He smiled and walked over. Tomorrow was a two-day break, so it was fine if he went back later.
After entering the sea of flowers, he could feel the beauty of the flowers up close. He was in a good mood and relaxed. With his hands behind his back, he casually strolled around. After a while, he reached the southern corner. His nose twitched and he smelled a faint smell of blood in the air. He frowned and looked in the direction of the smell of blood. A corpse was hidden among the flowers, hidden by them.
With a sway of his body, he stopped beside Old Liu's corpse.
His neck had been broken by a huge force. His body was not cold yet, and his blood had not dried up. He seemed to have died not long ago. From his clothes, he looked like a butler. Who wanted to kill him?
Looking ahead, he mobilized his soul power to sweep out and cover this area. He happened to see Fang Zaitian obtain the Soul-sucking Gourd and ruthlessly step on Feng Jingming's neck to silence him.
