All the members of the Fu Family were enraged by Shen Yuan's actions, even Fu Hua was subconsciously wanting to question Shen Yuan.
But when he followed Shen Yuan's gaze to the bed head that had already collapsed into broken wood, he was immediately startled into a cold sweat.
The old skull smashed by Shen Yuan into the bed head was almost unscathed. Forget about a drop of fresh blood, not even a trace of swelling was left behind.
The skinny body slowly climbed up from the ruins, and the voices of angry questions were halted at this moment. Everyone's gaze shockingly turned to the skinny old man dressed in hospital clothes.
Shen Yuan scratched the chin of Bai Xue in his arms with great interest and looked up and down at the old man in front of him.
"Body snatch? Or some kind of method to steal a body?"
"How did you find out?" The old man moved his head, a trace of curiosity on his ancient face.
