C722 It Was Clean and Tidy

Inside the tent, the light was dim, but it was clear enough to see a headless woman's body lying peacefully on a straw mat. A clean, precise cut on her neck had once gushed blood, now soaking the entire muddy ground with sticky redness.

Chi Rongyan slowly closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, her lungs filling with the metallic scent. As she stepped out of the tent, a crowd had already gathered