The Hospital Director's heart, inside Zhang Qian's chest cavity, withered bit by bit like a flower fading, until it turned into a lump of black ash and scattered.
Immediately after, Zhang Qian's corpse also shriveled, turning to ash that was blown away by the wind, leaving not even a body behind.
Jin Zhu nudged the remaining ash on the ground with his foot and muttered under his breath, "This shit is truly freakish. What kind of Path is this… have you ever heard of it?"
Li Dongyan turned his head to look at Chen Ji. "Mr. Chen was the first to pursue him here, so he must know more than we do. Why not have Mr. Chen answer?"
Chen Ji remained silent. His earlier guess seemed to have been wrong.
He had assumed the Colorful Face Path was used to disguise a Military Intelligence Department spy as Zhang Qian in order to steal seventy jin of gunpowder, but there was more than one Path in this world that could alter a person's appearance.
