Six days passed in the blink of an eye.
That evening, Chou Junhao stared intently at the tightly closed door of Lin Yuan's room.
These days, he's been trying to find clues about the two missing persons, but to no avail.
After extensive efforts by numerous lower-level disciples, they did discover the bodies of the two.
Sun Jitong's corpse, when found, had already decomposed, emitting a foul odor. But the marks of a shattered chest were exceptionally clear; evidently, someone had used some method to forcibly break it.
Chi Caijing's body was found not far away. Her figure was intact, but the fatal injury was the deep snap of her neck, indicating she was nearly defenseless before her death.
Thinking of their death conditions, Chou Junhao's gaze turned grim: "This person's strength ranks around tenth, able to crush Sun Jitong with seventy condensed apertures."
"I don't know who was responsible for their deaths, but clearly, the cause of death is related to Lin Yuan."
