Xu Huo quickly finished his first plate. As he pulled over a second, he asked, "They turned the castle upside down. Did they find Mr. He's body?"
Mr. Dong was the Dungeon Boss, with absolute control over the castle. He could even make the building devour Players, so Fake He Pu should have had nowhere to hide He Pu's corpse.
"Perhaps Mr. He's body isn't in Fake He Pu's hands."
Mr. Dong remained unfazed. "The gentleman was only passing through. There's no need to trouble ourselves with finding him after he's gone."
Xu Huo had a feeling that this was exactly the case. Mr. Dong didn't regard the real He Pu's death and corpse as seriously as a normal person would.
"Will this castle continue to be used as a Dungeon?" he asked.
"No," Mr. Dong replied. "The Wanted Criminal has been caught. No one else will die in the castle."
"You inherited this castle?"
"I'm only the butler."
"Then what will happen to the castle?"
"We'll wait for the heir."
"If it goes up for auction, can I buy it?"
"Yes."
He got only brief answers. After a pause, Xu Huo asked, "Did Mr. He leave a will?"
"Yes," Mr. Dong replied.
The answer wasn't particularly surprising. He Pu had collected so many items; he couldn't have been easily killed by a Player who made music. He was a man full of secrets, so it wasn't strange that he would have made arrangements for the people and things around him.
Since there was a will, the castle wouldn't be auctioned off.
Xu Huo finished his second plate of fried rice, took out his Lighter, and lit a cigarette he'd brought from District 014. Then he casually asked, "Did Mr. He have any relatives in District 011?"
"I don't know."