Chapter 915

The night was deep.

The goat-bearded old man wore a dark blue robe, flanked by two expressionless Sword Servants.

Inside the cabin, a layer of red liquid accumulated, and the stench of blood reached the heavens, attracting numerous Water Birds to circle above. Some even dove down to snatch a strand of flesh from the old man's face and swallowed it.

The goat-bearded old man did not hinder them.

Or rather.

He deliberately let it happen!

Everyone else simply watched, dumbfounded, their limbs curled tight to one side, shivering, as each nerve in their skulls throbbed under the stimulation of the smell.

The weather was still not quite warm.

Mist emanated from the exposed flesh.

On the cross, Yi Zhiheng and Yi Zhiyu let their heads droop, their consciousnesses already blurred, perceiving only the severe chill of this year's winter.

They still did not understand how their activities had come to light and had incurred the attention of the Yi Family Elders.

Below the flat boat.