"You're holding something back, do you want to die?"
"No! I—I'm not—"
The next moment, the Shadow Guard found it hard to breathe, yet tried urgently to prove his innocence, "I'm not lying. I dare speak because there are no others here. If the Clan Leader were to find out, I would be dead too."
"He doesn't know, and you will die anyway," she said coldly, "because you lied!"
Crack! A subtle noise.
With a slight movement from Qu Tan'er, the Shadow Guard fell, lifeless, dying the same way the previous one had. She didn't even glance at the body on the ground, asking urgently, "Chengcheng, wasn't there a batch of elixirs sent from here five days ago, and now there's nobody? What's going on?"
"There's a burnt smell in the air, and also the scent of medicine," remarked Mo Liancheng seriously. "Someone indeed was refining elixirs here. And the presence of these medicinal herbs has masked the remaining scents in the air. The people from the Ouyang Family are truly cunning."
