Celia, upon confirming that the three corpses in the corridor were indeed the Bearded man and his companions, hesitated not a moment before she went back to her room, picked up little Manker, and came out.
No more words were needed; the corpses said it all.
Mu Fan walked in front with steady steps, going down floor by floor. In the eerily quiet building, only the footsteps of their small group echoed.
Every time Celia saw the bodies in each corridor, a deep hatred glinted in her eyes.
But amid the silence around her, a sense of foreboding crept into the depths of her heart.
"Excuse me... sir," she thought for a moment before deciding to address Mu Fan as "sir," "may I ask how Rodrick is doing?"
The young woman's eyes, gentle and imploring, sought answers.
Mu Fan stopped, looked into Celia's eyes, and shook his head without saying a word.
