Yang An gently pushed the door open and glanced outside. Several Corpse Slaves were still holding the main entrance firmly shut.
"Second Senior Brother, is Eleventh Senior Brother really dead?"
It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but he hadn't actually seen how Pi Chu died, so he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
"Are you joking, Junior Brother? You're the one who killed him. Don't tell me you don't know?"
Fu Ming asked with a smile.
'Looks like he's really dead,' Yang An thought. He immediately had the Corpse Slaves open the main entrance and let his Second Senior Brother in.
As Fu Ming entered the residence, coughing, Yang An scrutinized him. He could see no signs that his senior brother had been replaced.
"Please, come in, Senior Brother. Forgive my poor reception."
As he ushered his Second Senior Brother into the house, Yang An finally breathed a huge sigh of relief.
'Looks like I really was being overly cautious this time.'
