But, what does it mean that they sent his corpse back specifically?
Is it another form of declaring war?
Or... a temporary farewell?
Nangong Xu examined for a while, then stood up, looking at Mu Xiaojiu with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He said slowly, "The cause of death is a fractured cervical vertebra. The enemy struck quickly, killing him in one move."
At the end, he added, "It's definitely a skilled assassin."
The enemy's method of killing clearly shows it's the work of an expert.
To kill someone so cleanly and swiftly, Nangong Xu admitted to himself that even he would find it difficult.
Mu Xiaojiu just nodded slowly; he had long foreseen that there were strong enemies in the opponent's ranks.
Now, there's nothing strange about it.
From start to finish, he didn't say anything more.
His gaze swept over the already cold corpse on the floor, Mu Xiaojiu took a step towards the exit of the building.
"Mr. Xiaojiu." Behind him, Ye Hua suddenly called out.
