Akad looked at Wanping with a hint of surprise. He obviously hadn't expected someone to think the tasks weren't heavy enough and voluntarily ask for more.
After a moment, Akad, grinning broadly, patted Wanping's shoulder, leaving several bloody handprints on Wanping's white clothes. "You're good, really good. To reward your diligent service, I've decided not to kill you today. What do you think?"
"Thank you for your grace."
「...」
In the outer city zone, inside a decrepit, low-slung tent by the street, a despondent figure lay on the ground, as motionless as a corpse.
Suddenly, a silvery-white vortex materialized beside the figure. A silver light flared, and the figure vanished instantly. Afterward, the silver vortex slowly faded away.
