"This..."
The daring promises Li Fan made in the past in the Roaring Abyss seemed to be still clear in his mind. However, this ambitious cultivator, who seemed to have a strong backing, had died so abruptly.
He only had enough time to hurriedly leave an incomplete will before he passed away suddenly.
Thinking about this, Huang Fusong first felt a flood of emotions, then a wave of confusion welled up in his heart.
"This guy... didn't seem like someone who could die so easily..."
His eyes narrowed slightly as he stood in front of Li Fan's body.
He began to carefully inspect it again.
After a while.
"He's really dead."
The look on Huang Fusong's face was complex.
"It's good that he's dead. It also spares the higher-ups from having to worry about what to do with you."
His gaze shifted to the storage ring in Li Fan's hand, recalling the contents of the will conveyed by Li Fan, Huang Fusong's heart skipped a beat.
