Just as Chu Ming was contemplating how to handle the corpse, a voice came from the alley entrance.
"I'm not going in, Captain Hou can go in."
"Me go in?"
"Hmm? Captain Zhang, what's with that look?!"
"Captain Hou, I've never tasted a martial artist's heart and liver." Zhang Yii suddenly had bloodshot eyes, licking his lips, and stared obsessively at Hou Ping's chest.
Hou Ping was startled and quickly shielded his chest, yet something felt off, "Captain Zhang, are you serious?"
However, the response he got was Zhang Yii pouncing forward.
Hou Ping, who had only condensed five Qi and Blood paths, was caught off guard by Zhang Yii, who practiced Blood Refining Technique and had condensed six Qi and Blood paths, and was immediately knocked to the ground.
"Ssss—"
Drool trickled from Zhang Yii's mouth, dripping onto Hou Ping's face.
