Anyone with sharp eyes can instantly see that the reason the burly man fled for his life earlier must have been due to being pursued by these powerful figures from the Dark Night Mansion. As for why he was pursued, it is evident without thinking—it must be because of a treasure.
The leader of the Dark Night Mansion powerhouses was a withered old man in a black robe, with eyes like ghostly flames. The aura on his body was ethereal, faintly suggesting a tendency to merge into the space around him.
"Old Ghost, it seems that man just died."
A black-clad assassin whispered quietly into the old man's ear.
"Hmm."
Old Ghost nodded slightly, his sinister eyes suddenly fixating on Chu Ming, making Chu Ming's heart chill.
"Was it you who killed that man just now?"
Old Ghost's voice was incredibly hoarse, like a saw cutting through wood, sending chills down the spines of those who heard it.
"Indeed."
