Chapter 697: Screams
In a place with clear mountains and beautiful waters, the air was filled with spiritual energy, and the fragrance of exotic flowers and herbs lingered. Amidst the flower and grass clusters stood a thatched cottage, looking like a paradise isolated from the world.
Yet, a heart-wrenching scream pierced the tranquil air.
"Here," said a burly man dressed in black as he approached, holding a jade plate.
On the disc, traces of milky white liquid swirled, with two golden eyeballs floating inside, still dripping with fresh blood.
It was quite an unsettling sight.
"Did you not knock him unconscious before taking them?" asked a delicate-looking woman as she took the jade plate from him.
Though she looked somewhat older, her skin remained fair and her eyes appeared gentle. With every step, her movements were so smooth and graceful, it felt like she was boneless.
"Forgot."
The burly man's skin was the color of aged bronze. He had a cold expression as he stared straight at the woman, appearing a little dull.
"Oh, how foolish," she chided softly, a look of pity in her eyes. "That must have hurt terribly. It’s no wonder he screamed so loudly."
"In that case, I’ll kill him, and he won’t feel any more pain."