"Senior, I think I can really find that coffin. Follow me!"
Su Ran remembered the round pit. The coffin would most likely have been blown there, so he didn't hesitate and led the Demon King Zi E towards the pit.
...
"I wonder if they can kill Spilt Water Can't Be Regained..."
President Zhi Yuan's face was full of conflict. Earlier, he was just too excited and casually mentioned a reward. When he calmed down, he immediately regretted it. A thousand points and a golden weapon just for the life of Spilt Water Can't Be Regained wasn't worth it at all!
This was clearly a fool's move!
At that moment, President Zhi Yuan almost hoped Spilt Water Can't Be Regained could survive; he didn't want to lose face...
If he lost money over this, he'd be regretting it all night and be unable to sleep.
But just as he was lost in thought, a blood-red coffin fell from the sky, crashing into the pit and nearly hitting his head.
"What the heck is going on?"
