Qin Shuanglian rushed into the room. She saw a man who was as pale as a piece of paper with dark-red lips that nearly turned black. His eyes were tightly shut and laid lifelessly on the bed.
"Sister Qin, Fang Zhidong is… is dead," a man dressed in short kungfu suits stood beside the bed with a terrified and panicked look on his face.
"Dead?" Qin Shuanglian blurted out. She hurried towards the bed and tossed about for a while, checking pulses after listening to the heartbeat, before confirming the death of her teammate.
The girl dressed in crimson stood petrified with a dull look in her eyes. Right before she went out, Fang Zhidong was just unconscious. Yet only a short period of time has passed and now he is already dead?
Shi Tiangao looked at them and took a deep breath, "Hanqiu, Huashan, what happened?"
