"Keep it quiet."
Zhou Li reacted swiftly, stepping forward to block off Ma Chenglong and the sight of the corpse inside the room, he whispered, "Uncle Long, come inside."
Ma Chenglong also came to his senses. He clenched his fist, not turning back or making a sound, but walked into the room with an expressionless face.
Zhou Li exchanged a glance with Tang Wan. Tang Wan leaned on the doorframe casually, her wrist lightly held, as if she were basking in the sun. Meanwhile, Zhou Li entered the room and partially closed the door behind him, shielding the view inside the room with Tang Wan and the door.
"No traps."
After scrutinizing the arrangement of the room, Zhou Li lowered his voice and said, "Cover me, I'll examine the body."
Cheng Long was silent, nodding his head, and stood guard attentively beside Zhou Li. Zhou Li bent down and roughly ran his hands over the corpse.
"No external injuries."
A moment later, Zhou Li frowned and said, "It's internal."
"Internal injuries?"
