The scholar's gaze swept over Xu Zhenrong and Zhen Sha'an, then passed them, looking farther away.
That fellow is still hiding even now.
However, even with the sensory amplification from the scholar's body, Li Zhiyuan still couldn't detect any trace of that person outside.
Outside the tower, the scholar lowered his head; inside the tower, Li Zhiyuan looked at the tiles beneath his feet.
If it's not outside, could it be... inside?
This high tower has twelve levels going up, which is a fixed number, but who knows how many levels are below?
When the scholar opened his eyes, Xu Zhenrong and Zhen Sha'an showed expressions of shock.
Although they were also dead, there is a difference between dead and dead.
They had come here with much effort, not to pursue ascension to immortality, but to sacrifice their small selves for their family's future fortune.
