Bao Gucheng's slender hand reached for the spike that nailed the Si snake to the coffin.
That was once his subordinate, someone he personally enlisted, trained day and night, grooming him into a core elite, amassing countless meritorious deeds for the Empire.
In the end, he silently perished in such a desolate place.
And was cruelly nailed in the coffin.
Who was the perpetrator?
One must know that the Si snake's single combat ability alone could rival a special training regiment; ordinary people couldn't possibly trap him.
Moreover, the capabilities of the others in the five coffins were on par with the Si snake.
To trap these six people, unless employing an unimaginable... massive force or someone they wouldn't guard against, then the goal could be achieved.
Bao Gucheng closed his eyes; though his face showed no expression, his long lashes unknowingly turned slightly moist.
He wanted to bring his brothers home.
