Three corpses lay side by side on the ground. Fang Hong first looked at the first one: a gloomy man, now with a pale face, slightly open eyelids showing a hint of reddish-white beneath, hair disheveled, skin appearing as if coated with a layer of gel.
Fang Hong's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, confirming he had not seen this person before, then bent down to lift the woolen cloak off him. Underneath the cloak with purple and yellow interwoven, the man wore gray trousers and a long-sleeved shirt, with two sheathed swords at his waist, one long and one short. There were also two empty leather holsters, one on each side, originally meant for inserting handguns, which had been removed.
