Lu Ban first came to Cui Siter's side, stretching out his hand to feel Cui Siter's breath.
Fortunately, he was still breathing.
Although it was quite weak.
He examined Cui Siter's body and found no obvious injuries, only some abrasions on his joints. Clearly, Cui Siter had fallen to this spot.
Whether it was due to carelessness or a struggle with someone, that would have to be asked of Cui Siter himself.
It seemed that the blood on him was not his own.
"The blood isn't his."
Lu Ban said, turning back to look at Shia.
"This room definitely had no one in it just now."
Shia looked around, the room seemed like a normal room, but a careful examination revealed friction marks on the edges of the table, the chairs, and the foot of the bed, indicating there had been quite a struggle in the room.
"You just said you hadn't heard my voice either, could there be a problem here, perhaps we entered different spaces and only intersected just now?"
Lu Ban theorized.
