Everyone turned to Manager Liu for answers.
Manager Liu paused his work, glanced at Hua Zi, and said, "This kid has some spiritual energy, more suitable for refining into a Human Pill than the average dead person. However, his path is peculiar; there might indeed be some hidden story."
"So, do we just let him go?"
"Why would we let him go?" Manager Liu replied, "Tie him up here first. If no expert comes looking for him within seven days, we can assume he has no backing. Cut off his hands and feet, toss him into the furnace to refine into an elixir."
After speaking, he resumed his work, as the dead person on his table cried out in agony.
Manager Liu gently patted the dead person, smiling as he spoke, "Don't howl so desperately. You're to be refined into an elixir, which will be sent to the heavens. When the noble ones above consume you, it's your good fortune."
"Such good fortune is something we cannot beg for."
