They were actually not far from the graveyard where Hua Que was located. Angel gave Popota a heads-up so that he could prepare himself in advance.
Popota nodded gratefully, "I understand, and... thank you."
Whether it was bringing the news of Hua Que, or the support Angel had provided him during this period, as well as purchasing Soul Material for him especially, Popota kept all these acts of kindness in mind.
But Angel replied with indifferences, "You needn't thank me. It was a promise I made to you earlier, and I naturally wouldn't go back on it."
Despite this, Popota was still very grateful to Angel, not just for keeping his promise, but also for the help he had provided to Hua Que in the past.
Popota wanted to express his thanks again, but just then, he suddenly clutched at his mouth with both hands, crouched halfway, curled up, and kept coughing.
After a series of coughs, a striking, crimson red covered his palms.
All of it was fresh blood he had coughed up.
