Killer in the Coffin

While Wei was recuperating, Nong Xuejia had only come to see Wei once, threatening to prevent him from telling anyone that he was naked, or else she would immediately tell him to scram and never find him again.

Nong Xuejia, who was grounded again, seemed to be in a bad mood. She either spent all day taking up the lessons she had missed with Juliet, or else she played games in her own room, purposely avoiding Wei Yiyi's presence.

Wei Yiyi had a rare moment of leisure, so he began to think about how to enter the secret room to check on the prisoner's voice. He hadn't seen her for several days, so he wondered how she was doing.

The serenity of the manor was just the surface. While the enemies were waiting in the dark, the next storm would come. Wei Yi had been suppressing all these things in his heart this whole time, so he really didn't like this feeling.

What he was worried about the most was that those prisoners would join hands and attack the manor. Even if Wei Yi had three heads and six arms, they wouldn't be able to stop them.

If he wanted to resolve this situation, he would have to first kill off the people who came for the Prison Sound, and then deal with the big trouble known as the Rickie Family. Only by doing so would he be able to solve all the problems that the East Ocean Ninja organization had in Xi La Te City.

And all that was foreseen was that Wei Yi would have to talk to the prisoner again, so that he would know who was coming for her.

Finally, Wei Yi found a suitable opportunity. Nong Shiqiang, a busybody, had not stayed in the manor for more than a few days before heading off on a business trip. There was no stopping him from going out to earn money even though danger lurked in every corner.

At three in the morning, Wei Yiyi moved his hands and feet to monitor the villa before sneaking into the study, bringing a roast duck and a jar of old wine into the secret room.

Wei was going to wait until the pervert woke up before he went into the cell to check the prisoner's voice so that it wouldn't follow him in, but the situation was getting more serious and the pervert couldn't wake up, so he had to take a risk and see if this mysterious old woman could discover the existence of the pervert.

"Long time no see."

Wei Yiyi had yet to open the last door of the secret chamber when the sound of a prisoner's voice rang out from within the secret chamber. The voice was very different from when he had left, as if it was the voice of the young girl.

When the door opened, Wei Yi almost thought that he had walked into the wrong place. The prisoner voice that seemed slightly old had already disappeared, and the person sitting in front of the ice coffin was a beauty with a fairy-like aura.

The sound of the prisoner's black hair blocked her front, but it couldn't block her proud figure and exquisite skin. The phoenix imprint on her body exuded a charming aura, making one's imagination run wild.

"Is this the legendary Art of Immortality?"

Wei Yi was astonished. No wonder Nong Shiqiang had always refused to let the prisoners go. In front of immortality, there were only a few people who were not tempted.

She did not mock or ridicule Wei Yi, instead she sighed with emotion and said, "How can there be any kind of immortal arts in this world? The gorgeous back of her body is still covered with a thin leather bag, and sooner or later, the dust and dirt will return to the dust."

Wei thought for a moment, then asked, "Based on your current state, when Nong Shiqiang entered the secret room a few days ago, he didn't suspect that someone had snuck into the secret room?"

"Humph! Sooner or later, I will cut that fatty into a thousand pieces!" The sound of the prisoner's voice was furious. The secret room was stirred up like a violent storm, and his killing intent surged recklessly.

As expected, Nong Shiqiang was no pushover. Every time he entered the secret chamber, he must have used some special method. Even if Prisoner's Voice had accidentally recovered his peak strength, he still might not have been able to harm him at all.

"I hope that before your people come to save you, you'd better not appear in front of the boss in your current state. This will make it difficult for me, so I won't be able to see you again in the future." Wei Yiyi reminded her that he was neither related nor close to her, so he could be considered to be worthy of her at the moment.

"Relax, I've lived for almost a century and I know what to do." She made a strange gesture with her hand, and her hair quickly turned red, just as it had been when Wei had first seen her.

Wei Yi let out a breath of relief. So the prisoner knew that he was here, so he didn't conceal his strength. Everyone had a heart of beauty, and no woman wanted to show off their ugly side in front of others, unless that person was her enemy.

Wei placed a handful of food in front of the prisoner's face. He looked around the empty room and asked, "What about the leftover trash from the things I brought with me?"

"Apart from a few iron lumps in the coffin, the rest have been turned into slag by me." With an explanation, the prisoner grabbed the roast duck Wei Yi had brought with him and began to gobble it up.

Wei Yi watched quietly from the side and did not say another word.

After about ten minutes, after the prisoner had eaten his fill, he frowned and said, "Your complexion doesn't look good. Have you been gathered for a meal outside, which is why you haven't had the time to come visit me?"

"No, it's just that I've taken a lot of effort and energy to recover from the poison." Wei Yi answered honestly.

The sound of the prisoner laughed softly and said: "You really don't want to learn some of the internal martial arts from me. That thing can save your life when you get poisoned."

Thinking of all these things that he had encountered, Wei Yi was tempted. However, he found it embarrassing to say that he was willing to do so, so he could only choose to remain silent out of habit.

The prisoner gave a faint smile. She could tell that Wei Yi must have suffered a loss outside and had fallen for her mental cultivation method. He was just like a stubborn child, unwilling to lower his head to her.

"Come here, let me check your muscles and bones. Even if you are an Asura killer, you must not embarrass us China. Especially your face, you absolutely must not embarrass yourself." The prison voice's tone was much gentler, she couldn't help but think of the Ah Mo in her heart.

"Oh."

Wei Yi felt a baffling sense of excitement and sat in front of the prisoner's voice with a hint of apprehension.

The naked prisoner's voice was so close to Wei Yiyi, but his heart was exceptionally calm. He did not have any presumptuous thoughts, as if he had met an elder whom he had not seen in a long time, with reverence.

Prisoner's Voice liked Wei Yi more and more. His mental fortitude and character were both good, and he could even kill himself if he was calm. Such a person might not be able to reach a height on the path of cultivation.

"Take off your clothes." The prisoner's voice said in a calm and peaceful manner.

"Oh." This was the first time he heard that he had to take off his clothes to practice martial arts, but he still complied and took off his clothes.

Seeing Wei Yi's strong but not exaggerated muscles, the prisoner's voice couldn't help but lose focus. He inexplicably thought of the person in his heart, and his fingers trembled as he pressed down on Wei Yi's back, silent.

After a long time, the prisoner took a deep breath and knew that the youth in front of him wasn't the same person from back then.