"I think I smell something burning?"
"Yeah, I smell it too."
Wang Wei and Pei Ran had just returned to the Xiong Family estate, but the moment they entered the first-floor hall, they stopped in their tracks.
Hua Jianming had instructed them to return to the estate, tell Xiong Jie what was happening, and stay by his side to guard against any potential danger.
But before they even saw Xiong Jie, they smelled something burning.
Before, they might have assumed something had caught fire.
But they had just learned at the hospital that a fireball had shot out of the Xiong Family patriarch's coffin. How could they possibly treat this burning smell as anything ordinary?
"Be careful."
Pei Ran shielded Wang Wei behind him and pulled off his shirt, exposing the patterns covering his body.
Wang Wei took out a Premium Spirit-Sealing Talisman and held it between her fingers, ready.
Moving one behind the other, they soon reached a room on the first floor, where the burning smell grew intense.
This time, they smelled something else as well.
It was like a mixture of burning plastic, hair, and rubber.
They exchanged a glance. Pei Ran took the talisman from Wang Wei and approached the room alone.
He reached out and pushed gently. The door was unlocked and swung straight inward.
Taking a step forward, Pei Ran switched on the light by the door.
As the light came on, he could see clearly.
If he remembered correctly, this was a room belonging to one of Xiong Jie's servants.
A few more steps brought the foot of the bed into view, along with a bulging quilt.
Pei Ran paused briefly, then continued forward.
The entire bed gradually came into view.
Although he had already suspected it, the sight of the charred corpse