He faced his death without regret.
"……good evening."
Like a gentle whisper, Ning Feng murmured softly and gently placed Ash's hand on his chest.
Ning Feng didn't know who the other person had mistaken him for in the end, but he didn't mind.
Within a few breaths, he had already sensed the other person's physical condition. He felt only respect for this colleague who carried an unspeakable past.
Straightening up, Ning Feng slowly nodded to Han Ci, who stood behind him, ready to fight but afraid of hurting Ash:
"We are not enemies."
The eyes behind the mask narrowed as Hanci finally put away his blood-stained whip.
"...The swordsman?"
Ning Feng, dressed entirely in white armor, paused for a moment before nodding calmly.
"yes."
Nodding in agreement, Duke Hanci silently bypassed Ning Feng, stepped forward, gently picked up the peacefully deceased Ash, and then strode away.
"Wait a minute, Duke Hanci, where are you going?"
With his back to Ning Feng, Han Ci continued walking calmly, saying:
“I did receive the mission from Lord Stargazer, but that doesn’t mean I need to report to you.”
Although he is friends with Ash, Hanci always presents this cold and arrogant temperament to outsiders.
"Hanci, after you complete your mission, do you need to return to Watchtower City to report?"
Frowning, Han Ci, though disliking sword wielders, realized the problem and stopped in his tracks.
"yes."
"Then this matter is also related to you."
Ning Feng's serious atmosphere made Han Ci narrow his eyes and turn to look at him.
Looking intently at Grand Duke Hanci, Ning Feng's voice was deep and unreadable, concealing his true emotions.
"The City of Watchers has locked itself down; no one can teleport there."
Cold Thorn: !!!
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