Zhou Xuan was stunned a little when Ye Qingtang suddenly spoke.
"Junior Sister Ye, there are three hundred skulls here. We need further investigation to understand the situation. You should not be so certain with your judgment. Our investigation is closely related to the three hundred lives here. We should examine every single skull. You cannot just conclude with a few sentences. Take this seriously." Zhou Xuan sneered.
The other two disciples also showed unpleasant expressions. They would not believe that Ye Qingtang could investigate the three hundred skulls within such a short period of time and reach a conclusion.
Ye Qingtang smiled when the rest challenged her. Her white fingers swiped through the pus on the decayed flash. She forced open the mouth of the skull and pulled out the rotten tongue.
"Senior Brother Zhou, look carefully. Is there anything abnormal with the tongue?"
