Inside the cinema, the screen flickered on and off, but Lin Yue's physical body had been developed to the mortal limit, so he could still barely see clearly.
He could tell that Master Fang's frozen expression and eyes at the time of death were filled with panic and reluctance, with one hand reaching forward as if trying to grasp something, akin to an abandoned child.
"Abandoned by the Buddha Mother of Killing?"
Lin Yue thoughtfully examined Master Fang and suddenly noticed that the latter's other hand was on his chest collar, as if trying to take something out.
With interest, he stepped forward and used his toe to flip Master Fang's body over, then tore open the neck of the clothing.
A mutton-fat jade pendant appeared before him, carved in the shape of what seemed to be a Bodhisattva or a Buddha statue, with a faintly visible drop of crimson blood pearl inside the jade.
"Oh?"
