C148 I See a Headless Body Again

Qing Ling stood guard at the door with a bowl of porridge in his hand. Sobbing sounds could be heard from the room. The candle flame was clearly extinguished. Qing Ling was in a dilemma.

"What's wrong?" Chi Yan passed by and saw Qing Ling's stealthy movements. He could not help but ask, "What's wrong? "What did you bring?" he asked