C353 The Black Cloaked Martial King Was Poisoned

A fully intact corpse, not a hair out of place—Qin Ming was itching to slap the man. The man was dead; what did it matter how his body was treated now?

"Only if you release me and spare my Qin Family will I reveal the location of the Qixin Herb," Qin Ming declared, buying time.

"Impossible, I—" The Black Cloaked Martial King's words were abruptly cut off by a ghastly scream