Tang Huaiyuan is already dead. If he weren't, seeing such a result, he would probably cough up three liters of blood and drop dead on the spot.
Qin Fang glanced around secretly and, seeing no one was paying attention, discreetly tossed Tang Huaiyuan's body into the Props Box.
After all, this is within the Jiangzhou City area, and having a dead body here would be rather troublesome. Qin Fang definitely couldn't just leave Tang Huaiyuan's body here.
Having disposed of Tang Huaiyuan's body, Qin Fang couldn't help but take in the surroundings, which had been ravaged by the Peacock Feather. The walls were littered with slender needles, deeply embedded, suggesting just how powerful the Peacock Feather's explosion had been.
Not only on the walls but also on the ground, there were many needles, some embedded, some fallen, densely scattered. Qin Fang found it hard to believe that these needles all came from the Peacock Feather's explosion...
