The lessons Chachai taught him during this period were put to good use with these two guys, and the effect was evidently excellent.
After pushing away the corpse pressing on him, Yang Xiao spread his arms wide, breathing heavily. Given his current physical condition, doing this was still too strenuous.
This place was not safe for lingering. Yang Xiao forced himself to stand up, planning to leave first and find a secluded spot to hide.
Of course, before leaving, he had to dispose of the two corpses first.
There was a well in the courtyard. Yang Xiao dragged the two bodies behind a tree for simple concealment, then dragged the corpse with a smashed head and crushed throat to the well's edge, tossing it headfirst inside.
The person was burly, so it took Yang Xiao quite some effort to fit the corpse inside.
But before he could catch his breath and hurriedly return to move the second corpse, an accident happened; there was nothing under the tree, no trace of the corpse.
