"What are you hiding." Chen Yu sneered, slowly standing up with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. "Speak plainly, that's always been my creed."
"...Chen Yu, I hope you're joking." After calming down, murderous intent overflowed from the young man's eyes.
"Are we close? Joking with you?" Chen Yu turned and walked toward the riverbank. "Follow me, let's see it with your own eyes."
The young man followed immediately with a sour expression.
Meanwhile, the rest of the people looked at each other for a long time and then got up, following him.
"Wait." The young man paused in his steps and turned to point at the stout man in armor. "You, stay here."
"Why?" The stout man said, taken aback.
"No reason, it's an order."
Upon hearing this, the stout man hesitated for a moment and reluctantly nodded.
So,
when everyone followed Chen Yu to the riverbank and "saw" the remains scattered all around again, a chill instantly swept through each of them...
