Back in the cavern, he wasted no time. The queen could return at any moment.
He took out an advanced dagger looted from the Vulture Bandit Troupe's barracks and threw it, cutting down the corpse he believed to be the city guard captain.
Fortunately, the wisp of conscience had been made to follow the corpse and drifted down with it. Otherwise, Feng Luotian would have to find a way to climb up and jump from one hanging body to another until he reached the wisp.
If those suspended things happened to be alive and decided to shoot something at him while he was jumping, he would have to do the whole thing again, and costing him time he could not afford.
He caught the wisp and pressed it to the point between his eyebrows. A voice sounded in his mind:
"To anyone who picked up my wisp of conscience, my name is Huo Zhihao, Divine Bird City's 193rd city guard captain. My year of death is Year 142 of a Phoenix Constellation Cycle."
