"Brother, have a safe journey!"
Another man had already arrived next to the man in black armor. After the man in black armor died, this man rushed to the scene immediately, and upon seeing the man's true "dead appearance," he couldn't help but have a hint of mockery in his eyes.
His judgment was simple: the man died with a radiant smile on his face, and one could feel waves of Spiritual Qi escaping from his body. This clearly indicated he had taken drugs, consumed these Elixirs, and then tried to display a very formidable appearance. How could one often consume these Elixirs?
See, he ended up eating himself to death, didn't he?
"Ah, there's a test the day after tomorrow. I reckon this test will be hard to conduct. We'll have to wait until the next group comes along."
Then he waved his hand, and the guards behind him hoisted the corpse of the man in black armor.
"Sir, where is he to be sent?"
"Chaotic Burial Mound, unless you want him sent to your home?"
"Oh."
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