"Ah—"
Miura Huiren let out a scream, as the sharp spike that had transformed in Yan Moshan's hand had already stabbed into Miura Huiren's lower abdomen.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle—"
With Yan Moshan's movement, bright red blood slowly seeped from above Miura Huiren's lower abdomen.
"Ah—"
Miura Huiren hadn't expected Yan Moshan to actually strike him. Terror mixed with the pain in his body led him to let out a heart-wrenching scream.
However, even so, Miura Huiren still bore the intense pain in his body and started begging for mercy.
"Mr. Yan—don't kill me. I'll tell you a secret, please, I'm begging you, don't kill me!"
"What secret?" Yan Moshan stopped his movements and frowned as he looked at Miura Huiren.
"Mr. Yan, actually, I know who is in the other seven coffins, and I came here for them," Miura Huiren said.
"Speak quickly, who's inside those coffins?" Yan Moshan's heart was filled with even more doubt.