Wu Liangchen stared impassively at Yan Jun, whose body was half-blown apart, head caved in, and features utterly destroyed. He kicked the corpse aside and continued digging.
Soon, the bodies of the dignitaries were uncovered.
But they had lost all their former imposing might. Blown to pieces, they were now nothing more than cold, lifeless corpses.
Judging by Xu Kai's rank, he should have been in the outermost layer.
So Wu Liangchen sifted through the splintered wood and broken bricks, gradually expanding his search outward for Xu Kai's body.
This wasn't just because he was Jiang Minghai's son-in-law. After spending so much time together, a friendship had formed between them. He couldn't just let him be left exposed to the elements.
But just as he overturned a wooden plank, he suddenly heard a faint cry for help.
The sound was so soft that an ordinary person might have missed it entirely, but Wu Liangchen heard it with perfect clarity.
"Master Wu, save me!"
