Some memories that Gao Ming had never had began to stir in his mind because of Qian Jin's words. Whenever he tried to recall them, he could always hear the strange sound of chains being stretched taut, as if something in the depths of his mind was locked away.
"The filthy thing behind the door said... it's very likely true."
Thinking about the fate of the Dream Master's family, even if Gao Ming felt that Qian Jin was not lying, he still had some hesitation. Dealing with a tiger for its skin, if they really let the house owner go, their end would undoubtedly be miserable.
Bai Huang had made her hand gestures several times, but Gao Ming did not move, which elicited a trace of ruthlessness and decisiveness in her eyes.
Is it just the fear of death? Is it just weighing the options? Then I'll take this first step!
"Seize the corpse!"
