Qin Shouchang, now dressed, drew a deep breath.
This newly born body was truly... too terrible.
It was no different from an ordinary person's.
Back when he had been the Demon King Yangli, he could constantly feel the explosive power within his body.
But now, this mortal body... was soft and weak.
"Something's wrong! This old man is alive—where's Da Lin?!"
Qin Shouchang abruptly looked down at the ground.
Zeng Shilin's aged body was withered and sallow.
He had long since stopped breathing.
"Whoosh!"
Qin Shouchang raised his head and glared fixedly at Master Xu:
"Xu! Who told you to save me?!"
"You should have saved Zeng Shilin!"
Master Xu sighed. "Zeng Shilin's dying wish was for you to be revived."
"What about him?!"
"I only had one piece of lotus root."
Master Xu shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
"You fucking..."
Qin Shouchang could not help but curse.
At this moment, he looked extremely proper.
His body was in its thirties, his beard and hair were both black, and there was not a single wrinkle on his face.
"Forget it."
Zeng Anmin shook his head. Looking at Qin Shouchang expressionlessly, he said:
"You should leave first. I need to collect my father's body."
As soon as he said this.
The courtyard abruptly fell silent.
Qin Shouchang shut his mouth.
Master Xu also shook his head.
"Quanfu..." Qin Wanyue's eyes held no one but Zeng Anmin.
From the moment Zeng Anmin chose his father.
Her heart would never have room for a second person for the rest of her life.
"Go."
Zeng Anmin looked up at Qin Wanyue, whose eyes were swollen red from crying. He forced a smile and said:
"Let me be alone for a while."
In the end, only Zeng Anmin