When Zhu Shan entered the final burial chamber, his gaze immediately swept across the surroundings.
He first noticed Lu Shixun lying on the ground. His condition was obvious at a glance—ribs broken, barely breathing, and completely unable to move. Zhu Shan recognised him without much effort. He was the accomplice of that brat who had escaped earlier.
A trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
He could end this man with a single strike.
But he didn't move.
His priority was still Ye Chen.
Zhu Shan shifted his gaze and quickly locked onto the only other presence in the room. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, his killing intent rising again as he prepared to finish the matter.
However, after taking a few steps, he slowed down.
Then he stopped.
His brows furrowed slightly.
What sat on the floor before him was not the young man he had been chasing.
It was a young woman.
