When Chu Qing returned to his courtyard, the assassin's body was still lying there, looking somewhat desolate.
Chu Qing glanced at it silently, then entered the house.
Gentle was still sitting cross-legged on the kang, and only opened her eyes upon hearing the footsteps, her voice carrying a hint of weakness:
"You're back."
"Mm."
Chu Qing took out the bottle of antidote from his chest and tossed it to Gentle:
"Antidote."
Gentle opened the bottle, took out a pill and swallowed it, then started channeling her inner strength.
Seeing the black aura on the back of her hand gradually fade, Chu Qing then turned to leave the room, took a shovel and began digging a hole in the yard.
Soon, a large pit was dug out.
Chu Qing examined the assassin's body again, but unfortunately found nothing of value, so he threw the body into the pit and covered it with soil.
Only when the soil was firmly compacted did Chu Qing exhale:
"It seems being a grave digger isn't an easy job either..."
