Outside the tavern, in a shadowy alley, Xiao Lie threw Song Yunhu down in front of Lin Bai.
Song Yunhu raised his head and nervously looked at Lin Bai several more times. Once he recognized Lin Bai's face, he realized that this was the limbless corpse he had fished out of the Immortal Corpse River that day!
"You should have died... You should have died..."
Song Yunhu muttered a few words.
Xiao Lie said coldly, "Song Yunhu, honestly do as Young Master Qing Luo says. Otherwise, you'll certainly die today!"
"Qing Luo... Young Master Qing Luo of Clearwater City..." Song Yunhu stared at Lin Bai with his eyes wide, then shook his head and said, "No, no, no... you're not..."
Before Song Yunhu could finish, Lin Bai stepped forward, seized him by the throat, and choked off the rest of his words. He asked coldly, "Where are my things?"
Lin Bai lifted Song Yunhu off the ground by the throat. Song Yunhu's face flushed red, blue veins bulging across it as he struggled to breathe. It was as if immense power poured from Lin Bai's palm, crushing every bone in Song Yunhu's body inch by inch and leaving him in unbearable pain.
"I... I... sold them..."
Song Yunhu struggled to force a few indistinct words from his mouth.
Lin Bai loosened his grip slightly, allowing Song Yunhu to speak. Song Yunhu hurriedly detached the Storage Bag from his waist, opened it, and held it out to Lin Bai. "Some treasures have already been sold, but I didn't have time to dispose of the others, so they're still stored inside."
Lin Bai dropped Song Yunhu, picked up the Storage Bag, and carefully probed inside. Aside from some of Song Yunhu's belongings, he found several treasures that had originally belonged to him,