Ye Meng was putting on a show of fear and timidity as she clutched her shovel with trembling hands.0

Blood was still flowing incessantly out of the necks of the three headless bodies...0

"What're you standing there for? Hurry up and get to work!" Fang Che snapped.0

Ye Meng shuddered as she began to dig, and before long, she was sweating profusely.0

Even though she was putting on an act, her reaction wasn't entirely fake. She had killed people in the past, but only in battle, where she never had time to dwell on her actions, and she had never been in such close proximity to dead bodies.0

With her trembling hands and weak knees, she was making absurdly slow progress in her digging.0

Fang Che couldn't help but heave an exasperated sigh. Sometimes, he was struck by the urge to expose her so that she would drop the act.0

He grabbed a shovel as well, and with his help, a hole that was over ten feet deep and large enough to fit the...0