The task was completed.
There was no compensation, nor any benefit. Even the client perished in a sea of flames. Though she had left with her family before the flames devoured everything.
The carriage wheels rolled over the uneven cobblestone road, breaking the deep silence of the night, as the lights from the windows on both sides of the road became progressively brighter, resembling a rise from the eternally dark abyss to tranquil and clear waters.
The discomfort brought by the darkness gradually faded away, an intangible and elusive feeling, but as the surroundings of the carriage brightened, the two people and a ghost on the carriage indeed felt more at ease.
Hades sighed continuously next to them, largely because the trip had been in vain.
Lu Li sat beside him, lost in thought.
Hades didn't notice the slightly lamenting tone, but Lu Li did.
If the family of three had already died last night, who was the woman crying on the phone and begging Marcus for help?
