When the residents who heard the commotion arrived at the remote little house, You Su had already disappeared with the old man's corpse.
The broken wall bricks were piled together, burying the body of the robust man.
At the scene, only an old sheep could be seen hanging in the yard, its blood already drained.
Curious onlookers stood outside the door, looking around, but no one dared to enter the house. Clearly, these people living in the desolate small town did not want to invite undeserved death upon themselves.
People marveled in low voices, discussing how such a change could suddenly happen to this long-abandoned house. However, there was little fear on their faces because such things were not unusual in the fierce Beiao Continent.
