After thoroughly going through the smoldering remains of the carriage, Elder Chi and his grim group found only two bodies that had been entirely burnt to a crisp. The distinct, heavy smell of burnt meat wafted through the night air, leaving some of the younger sect disciples visibly confused and their basic morals thoroughly shaken. Someone in the rear of the group gulped audibly in the quiet night, making all the other nearby disciples shudder in discomfort.
Elder Chi completely ignored the gulping sound as he continued to meticulously sift through the wreckage, trying his best to identify the remains. He was now deeply regretting his earlier impetuous decision to immediately incinerate the carriage with a fireball. He had allowed himself to be entirely taken over by pure anger. Whenever he remembered the shocking memories he had discovered when the sect master previously examined his soul, his internal rage toward the little bastard Kai Syaoran went up a whole new level.
