Whoosh! Whoosh!
One arrow shot Luo Cheng dead. Lin Shan and his companion donned black veils to conceal their faces, leaping a few steps and appearing in a secluded alley.
Looking at Luo Cheng, whose half-body was covered in rubble and lay motionless, Lin Yan chuckled:
"What so-called Body Tempering Extreme Realm genius? So weak and pathetic! Didn't even know how he died, truly laughable."
"Hurry up, don't let anyone catch us," Lin Shan urged.
"Got it. Hehe, as long as we dump the corpse in the Qi Family's territory and stir the flames a bit, we can sit back and watch the tigers fight!"
Lin Yan stepped forward, clearing the rubble, just about to drag out Luo Cheng's corpse when his pupils suddenly widened.
Bam!
A fist blasted out from the wreckage.
Lin Yan, utterly unguarded, had his head explode on the spot, red and white splattering everywhere.
"Lin Yan!"
Lin Shan gasped in terror.
