"Xiao Shiba was one of our own, his untimely and inexplicable death demands that I seek justice for him!"
With a slight lift of his hand, Gu Han summoned a gust of energy that lifted the young man and moved him to the side, "Step aside and let me see who had the audacity, the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, to kill a spy from Blood Tower!"
A corpse does not lie; to some extent, the information a body can convey is far more than what the living can impart.
And for the Corpse Monk, a body was not just something that could speak; with a gentle beckoning from Gu Han, the corpse slumped against the wall rose to its feet and stiffly walked over to him.
The Corpse Monk placed his hand onto the corpse's crown, and a green light illuminated within Wu Shiba's brain. This light emerged from the Baihui point and traveled into the palm of the great monk.
