Chi Jiao looked at his weak state and her heart stirred. She raised her hand, wanting to give him some mental strength.
Unfortunately, the mental strength of a living person could not help a dead person.
However, Pan Guming was still touched by her actions.
He suddenly lowered his head in pain, raised his hand to cover his face, and started crying. “Things wouldn’t have ended up like this if I had come to my senses earlier. I’ve already told you everything I know. I’m going to die now. I only beg you to bury my body with my daughter…”
“Alright, we promise you.” Quan Jue nodded.
“Kill She Qi, kill that demon. Don’t let him and his subordinates hurt any more innocent people.” Pan Guming’s already weak remnant consciousness suddenly dissipated completely after he finished speaking.
“Meow…” Seeming to have realized that Pan Guming had disappeared, the black cat wagged its tail and left.
“He’s dead. Brother Quan, he was used by She Qi. He wasn’t an evil person. He killed two people, but he’s also a pitiful victim.” Chi Jiao sighed.
Chi Jiao did not pity Pan Guming. She simply felt that the whole situation was a shame.
Pan Guming Ming could have had a better ending if She Qi hadn’t used his daughter’s death to deceive and use him. At least, he wouldn’t have become a heart-eating demon.
“Everyone has their own fate. We can only avenge them by killing She Qi. Jiaojiao, let’s go. I’ll accompany you to bring Bai Wanxi’s corpse back.” Quan Jue knew what she was thinking. He knew what she wanted to do and was more than willing to accompany her.
Chi Jiao’s heart melted. She held his hand tightly and took a deep breath. “Brother Quan, perhaps we can figure out more things after finding Bai Wanxi. Let’s set off now while She Qi isn’t around.”
Quan Jue nodded. Then, he drove to the address Pan Guming had given them.
The two of them found the warehouse and successfully hacked the code into the basement.
The lights in the basement were on, and one of the crystal coffins kept emitting bursts of light.
This place wasn’t very big, but it had clearly been carefully taken care of. The surroundings of the crystal coffin emitted a cold aura. On it was Bai Wanxi’s favorite rose flower. One could see Bai Wanxi’s corpse upon looking through the crystal coffin.
Chi Jiao seemed to have been drawn in. She walked to Bai Wanxi’s corpse with a heavy expression and looked at her through the crystal coffin without blinking.
Bai Wanxi’s beauty was still intact even after being in this state for hundreds of years.
She was like a sleeping mermaid, lying quietly in the crystal coffin without moving. Other than her pale face and motionless chest, her gentle and quiet appearance was exactly the same as what Chi Jiao had seen in the diary.
Chi Jiao was more willing to believe that she was asleep rather than say that Bai Wanxi was dead.
Chi Jiao found it hard to imagine that Bai Wanxi could still maintain her beauty after so long. She couldn’t help being amazed.
Chi Jiao wanted to take a good look at Bai Wanxi. But a tear rolled down her cheek and landed on the crystal coffin.
Chi Jiao was slightly taken aback. She raised her hand and touched the corner of her eye in disbelief. She could feel tears there.
