Suddenly, a voice rang out, and Li Yifei's muscles tensed up. He heard a tiny sound and hurried over. It was a corpse facing away from him, pressed against the stone wall, hunched over with several knives and swords embedded in it. Li Yifei hadn't even noticed it earlier.
At this moment, a small sound came from beneath the corpse, and Li Yifei was immediately excited. It was a very faint, weak voice, but it was a child's voice. Li Yifei was certain he wasn't mistaken.
He rushed to the corpse, his hand already reached out, but he hesitated. The body was pierced with knives and swords. He was worried that those weapons had penetrated through the body, harming the child underneath.
This hesitation lasted less than a second before Li Yifei reached out and grabbed the corpse, carefully lifting it while tilting his head to observe the situation beneath.
