Lin Yuan's face turned extremely ashen in an instant.
He looked at the skinny corpse that was almost nothing but skin and bones, carefully lifted the clothes on its body, and discovered not only the abdomen but also the chest and arms were covered with tiny, dense characters.
It seemed that there wasn't enough space on the stomach, so they were continued on the arms.
And the handwriting was coherent...
It was shockingly a reply to someone.
Lin Yuan could not have imagined, how long had it been?
The initially simple and slightly overweight middle-aged man had turned into this corpse-like state.
Even looking at his face, one could not discern any of Xu Hongliang's previous expressions.
But the reply etched into his skin, from its content, seemed to be in response to the letter Xu Yuanyuan had entrusted him to deliver.
It appeared that Rouyun had indeed not deceived him and had actually delivered the letter to Xu Hongliang.
