Recovery
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The air fell silent, and no one paid any heed to Qin Jiu's protest.
Ninth Qin observed Duan Yue, lips pursed. "Duan Yue, you can't simply accuse our Qin Family unjustly."
"Some among you know very well whether I'm making false accusations," Duan Yue replied with indifference. "Remove this corpse."
"Look."
In that moment, a student pointed at one of the lifeless bodies sprawled on the ground and suddenly exclaimed.
Duan Yue instinctively turned to see that the corpses of the death warriors were gradually decaying, as if they were rotting from the inside out.
Within a few minutes, a faint brown substance had formed on the ground, as if some liquid was mixed into the mud, making it a gruesome sight.
These grown men had turned into a mushy pulp…
The students who had been eating just moments ago looked at their plates and quietly set their chopsticks aside.
It was thoroughly revolting!