Zuo Quanyi stood up, a smile in his eyes, while Redmond's face was filled with rage. He stepped toward Zuo Quanyi, one step at a time.
"What did you just say?"
"I made myself clear enough, Redmond. Rufina Howard is also on the Dark Banquet List. If you don't believe me, you can take out the list and see for yourself."
Suddenly, with a thunderous crash, Redmond arrived in front of Zuo Quanyi and punched him in the chest. Zuo Quanyi spat out blood and flew backward, crashing to the ground. He clutched his head, clearly in great pain.
His body was enveloped in black flames. I looked closely and now understood—this wasn't fire, but Malice Wraith. I could feel it: within these flames, all sorts of vicious, poisonous malice were mixed in. Even just watching from the side, I could barely stand it. Gradually, the flames died down.
"What exactly did you do to that girl?"
Redmond clenched his fist, moving step by step closer to Zuo Quanyi.
"This is just the simplest Malice Wraith. Want to taste something stronger?"
As Redmond spoke, he raised his fist. I saw a cluster of red, flame-like Malice Wraith swirling around his knuckles.
"Whatever you want, Redmond. I'm sure you already know what we're up to."
Zuo Quanyi leisurely got to his feet. At that moment, a burst of green light flew in and landed behind Redmond—it was The Dragon.
"Boss, all those guys outside have been dealt with. Not a single one left."
Redmond nodded, then turned and glared at The Dragon.
"Wrong, wrong—it's President, hehe. President, you..."
Redmond ignored The Dragon, dispersing the red Malice Wraith from his hand. Then, with a wave, a streak of black appeared, and gradually, a roster materialized in his palm. Faint golden characters shimmered into view, and I hurried closer.
With a hum, everything around us seemed to freeze. For a moment, even the flow of time itself stopped.
"Oh, Ethan Zhang—is he already dead?"
I nodded.
"Is that so? Since you have no complaints about who you are now, that's good. Most of the time, we can't choose how we survive. All we can do is move forward, keep moving forward..."
"Thank you, Redmond. This is your echo, isn't it?"