"Around 3:07 to 3:08 in the morning, Dr. Bai had just checked the ti," the deputy officer on duty last night recalled.
"I was chatting with Dr. Bai when the door to the dical office suddenly closed on its own," the deputy continued, feeling a chill at the back of his neck and a sense of dread in his heart.
"Then, I inexplicably fainted. Not just —Dr. Bai and everyone else in the dical office passed out too. It was two soldiers who were passing by on patrol, drawn in by the sll of blood, who ca to check. They said the mont they opened the door, they saw the room splattered all over like it had been painted, and Jun Wuyang’s body was blown to bits everywhere. I was splattered with it all over ." The deputy, recalling the scene, felt the urge to vomit again.
"This is really too strange and bizarre. There’s no way soone could have snuck in or infiltrated our military zone and done this. Besides, the way Jun Wuyang died, it doesn’t seem like sothing a human could have done. After all, even explosives couldn’t have created this effect," the deputy added.
"Eight out of ten, it’s because Jun Wuyang did too many evil deeds, and it’s divine retribution. Scum deserves a scum’s death," Shangguan Yu interjected.
Divine retribution?
The Immortals above don’t ddle with matters of the Human Realm; how could it be divine retribution?
Even if it were divine retribution, those who are unblemished by the mortal world in the Immortal Realm wouldn’t use such thods.
Wen Xiao’ai thought to herself.
She pulled her hand back from Jun Moyan and planned to enter the dical office to have a look.
Jun Moyan stopped her, "Are you going in?"
"I’ll go take a look."
Jun Moyan thought about it and didn’t refuse outright.
The manner of Jun Wuyang’s death didn’t seem like a human doing, it might indeed not be a human’s doing.
These people might not see it, but Xiaoguai certainly was different.
"I’ll go with you."
"Go to hell, what do you want to see? Can’t you sll that from far away? Didn’t you get a good look earlier, and you still want to go in and see? Isn’t that disgusting?" Shangguan Yu said to them, speechless.
Must you be so gross?!
Ignoring Shangguan Yu, the two entered the dical office directly.
Before even stepping inside, the pungent sll of blood mixed with the scent of human flesh was enough to make one retch. The blood-soaked floor left Wen Xiao’ai nowhere to place her foot.
Seeing the two enter the dical office, Shangguan Yu couldn’t help shivering and felt like vomiting again.
Turning his head, he saw Shangguan Qingmu hurrying over with a look of urgency...
Inside the dical office, the blood on the walls and the floor had not yet been cleaned up. The once white walls were now stained red, with dried blood and specks of flesh still clinging to them.
Wen Xiao’ai stayed for less than a minute before pulling Jun Moyan out.
"Did you see anything?" the two moved aside, and Jun Moyan asked.
"There’s the aura of a demon."
"Demon?"
Sure enough, it wasn’t done by a human.
"Hmm."
To be precise, she sensed the presence of the Blood Crow’s master.
But since she had erased Jun Moyan’s mory of the crow master’s appearance that night, Wen Xiao’ai didn’t elaborate.
"Didn’t you say that humans shouldn’t be hard at will? Why can they do it?"
Wen Xiao’ai shook her head, "I don’t know."
"Why did they kill Jun Wuyang—to avenge you, or did they already have a grudge against Jun Wuyang?"
Neither possibility seed reasonable.
Xiao’ai is a demon, and they are demons. How could they risk retribution to avenge Xiao’ai?
Moreover, Xiao’ai had no connection with them.
And it was unlikely that Jun Wuyang knew those demons.
"I don’t know," Wen Xiao’ai was also baffled.
It completely confused her.
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