Chapter 725 The Underworld Guards Are Here
Swinford?
Wynter seemed to have realized something. Her eyes deepened. "The Swinford that is close to Hawford?"
The old man nodded.
Without hesitation, Wynter took out her phone and booked the earliest train to Swinford, securing three seats. Luckily, it wasn't peak season, so there was no need to fight for tickets.
However, just as she was about to take Cody into the station, two figures suddenly appeared.
They were dressed in suits, one in black and the other in white, both wearing skull face masks.
The man in the black suit held an iron chain, while the one in white looked at his tablet. "There's something unusual here. Why are there so many spirits?"
As they approached, they intended to avoid the living and work as usual, so they didn't pay much attention to Wynter and Dalton.
It wasn't until the man in the black suit noticed Cody. "He's a heroic spirit who shouldn't be here. His merits have faded. He's showing signs of resentment… Wait, there are other smells on him."
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