In a memorial cemetery of City Z, there were two men in black suits standing in front of a tombstone. There was a hint of sadness and regrets in their eyes.
"Brother Yu, do you think they are in good hands now? Are they happy? I bet they are enjoying somewhere in a very quiet and peaceful paradise." Yan said as his lips stretched out in a bitter smile.
"If we were not late, we could have saved them, right?" Yan added. The guilt could be heard from his voice.
"Yan… it's been two years now. Even if we cry right now we couldn't bring their lives back." Yu said as he held his shoulder.
"But I can't help it. I felt sorry for our Lady Boss as well as for Master Phantom…" Yan clenched his fists as he looked down, trying to suppress his sobs.
"We need to be strong. Everything happens for a reason. It's no one's fault. Accident and misfortune... sometimes they are unavoidable in our mission." Brother Yu was trying to console Yan.
