Puff!
The hand knife wrapped in flames was pulled out from Wu Zian's body.
Wu Zian grunted and stared at Qin Huai with eyes that were like copper bells. His eyes were filled with disbelief. "You cheated. Your ancestors…"
But before he finished speaking, the flames in his chest suddenly rose and rushed into his internal organs from the hole.
"Ah!"
In an instant, Wu Zian turned into a man of fire. He shouted himself hoarse, but what he spat out in the air was no longer human language, but sparks.
Qin Huai's eyes were sharp, and his hands were quick. He tore off a piece of cloth from Wu Zian's chest, then tapped his toes lightly and instantly pulled away from Wu Zian.
There was a stack of silver notes in his hand, about twenty thousand taels of silver. The silver notes had the seal of the Great Nether Treasure Shop on them.
He watched Wu Zian burn. The flames surged from both inside and outside. There was no chance of survival.