"Something's happened!"
When Chen collapsed, a constable standing guard outside the door could not help glancing inside.
What he saw nearly frightened his soul out of his body.
Somehow, Chen had fallen flat on his back, his lips curled upward in the same expression of bliss and pleasure as Ma Yi, who sat in the chair.
"How could this happen?"
Before long, Senior Brother Wang and Junior Sister Lu hurried over. Furious, he seized the collar of the constable hiding by the downstairs entrance, too afraid to go up, and hauled him off his feet. "What exactly happened?"
The constable was badly frightened. "I-Immortal Master, spare me!" he stammered. "I really don't know anything!"
Another one who knows nothing, no matter what you ask! An inexplicable irritation rose in Senior Brother Wang.
Junior Sister Lu quickly said, "Calm down, Senior Brother. They really don't know."
She was confident that these Market Yamen runners lacked the ability to lie in her presence. If they could, this affair would be even more complicated, and anger would do no good.
Senior Brother Wang could only snort, shove the constable aside, and hurry upstairs to investigate.
"He died exactly the same way as Ma Yi! What did he do?"
By then, the constable who had guarded the door had followed them up, knowing he was at fault. Sheepishly, he said, "I... we only saw Immortal Master Chen touch the envoy's head, then freeze, and then... then he died..."
"He touched his head... That's right, Junior Brother Chen used the Mind-Reading Art. He must have discovered something!"
As though something had jolted him, Senior Brother Wang sprang to his feet, an expression of utter shock spreading across his face. "This is actually the most troublesome kind of Law-Type Divine Ability! So that's what it is!"