"REN! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" James rushed toward Ren as soon as he spotted him in the hallway, his figure barely visible in the dim light. The wooden floorboards creaked beneath his hurried steps, echoing against the silent walls.
Ren blinked, as if he didn't recognize him at first.
"What is it?"
"What do you mean? So much happened yesterday! Oh—right, what happened to Yuang?"
The image of Yuang's lifeless body flashed before Ren's eyes. One of the rare times he had actually seen a corpse in the process of dying. The memory relayed yet, he didn't feel any emotion.
"He died."
James forced a laugh.
"You are funny. The General wouldn't—"
"He called the Lord 'demon,' and he got killed," Ren said, monotone, as if narrating a book.
James froze mid-step. His hand clenched at his side. It wasn't entirely untrue—the General was indeed a demon, even if half-blooded—but to kill someone because of that…
"You must have been startled."
