When Su Qiming saw the body covered by the white cloth, his vision went black, and he nearly fainted.
He had still clung to a thread of hope. He had never expected them to actually find the corpse.
Trembling, he stepped forward, but Su Jianye stopped him.
"Don't look. A-Che's in a terrible state," Su Jianye explained.
His body had been cleaved straight in half, and most of it had been cooked through. If Su Qiming, his elderly father, saw it, he would probably be unable to bear it.
"No!"
Su Qiming shook his head, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to pull away the white cloth.
Beneath it, Su Che's corpse had been pieced back together. A charred wound ran down from the crown of his head, splitting the body neatly in two. The reassembled corpse looked hideous, its eyes wide open, unable to close in death, as though he had suffered something horrifying before he died.
Su Qiming's vision went black again, and his body swayed. Su Jie hurriedly reached out to steady him.
Su Jianye said gravely, "The Lineage has already sent for the best Corpse Stitcher in the city. We'll make sure A-Che leaves this world with dignity."
Su Qiming clenched his teeth. "What do you know about the killer?"
What he wanted was the slaughter of his enemy's entire household, not a dignified farewell. With the corpse in this state, half of it cooked, what dignity could there be?
Su Jianye sighed. "It was probably the Blazing Blade Swordsman, who's been killing people and robbing them lately. But his identity is a mystery. Nobody knows who he is. Finding him will be harder than climbing to heaven."
The Blazing Blade Swordsman?
Su Qiming froze. "It wasn't Xu Yang?"
Su Jianye shook his head. "How could