Li Zhiyuan shifted his gaze away; this time, he couldn't blame Binbin for being a coward, as he himself could hardly stand the sight of those eyes.
"Xiao Yuan, it's impossible to continue stripping it away unless we scoop out the rice or try lifting her out."
"No need, leave it like this."
"Alright then."
Li Zhiyuan sniffed. He detected a nauseating smell.
"Brother Runsheng, do you smell that?"
"Eh, no, just the faint stench of a corpse. Xiao Yuan, what do you smell?"
"I smell a hint of fragrance."
"Fragrance?"
Li Zhiyuan shook his head and looked toward the water tank. The water in the tank had probably not been changed for quite some time, and due to the darkness in the room, it wasn't clear but rather looked somewhat black.
"Brother Binbin."
Tan Wenbin immediately shook his head like crazy and yelled out to Run Sheng: "Brother Runsheng."
