The Mist Lord was, after all, a Domain Creature and had no right to enter Winter City's cemetery district.
Naturally, he had even less right to enter the Martyrs' Cemetery.
It was inappropriate to bury the Mist Lord in an area reserved for humans.
Feng Qi understood that clearly.
So he chose to bury the Mist Lord in the snowy forest outside Winter City and erected a gravestone for him.
The night wind howled, snuffing out the bonfire.
Feng Qi stood before the Mist Lord's gravestone, thinking of the past.
During the years he had spent growing alongside the Mist Lord, the Mist Lord had taught him many things.
Before meeting Old Mi, the villains in his mind had been purely evil.
But on the previous Villain Timeline, he had seen Old Mi's inner struggles, resolve, ideals, and ambition to lead his people to rise.
On that timeline, Old Mi had given him two things.
After his arm was severed, Old Mi had given him a brand-new crimson arm. The other was the Miracle Bracelet they had risked their lives to seize from the Black Abyss Domain Field.
Old Mi had once said that regrowing a severed arm meant a bright future, while the Miracle Bracelet meant sharing good fortune.
But Feng Qi had always believed there was a limit to how much Old Mi valued affection.
No matter what, with his personality of putting stability above all else, when the time came that he had no choice but to abandon something, he would still choose to let go.
For instance, when Feng Qi had been sent to the execution ground in Old Days City.
He had firmly believed that Old Mi would avenge him, but would never come to rescue him.
That was unlike Old Mi.
Yet he had