The corners of its mouth split into a bizarre curve, as though it had just witnessed a marvelous show.
Yet where it could not see, Wu Heng silently tapped the phone screen with his fingertip, marking that aura.
Dean and Sam's argument ultimately ended on bad terms.
Sam could not persuade his brother, who was suffering just as much inside but had chosen a practical path. Anger and disappointment made him whirl around and stride toward the motel they had rented temporarily.
He felt stifled and unable to understand.
Watching his brother leave, Dean painfully wiped a hand over his face but did not immediately go after him. He knew Sam needed time to calm down.
Only then did Wu Heng put away his phone and walk over. His gaze swept over the direction Sam had left in, then toward the street corner where the demon-possessed vagrant had quietly vanished, before finally settling on Dean.
"The root of conflict lies in differences in understanding. Those can be adjusted, but perhaps our goal can be unified for now. Let's go back. There are still matters to resolve."
Wu Heng's words carried a deeper meaning.
An hour later, an even fiercer argument erupted in the motel room.
Sam insisted that Sue Ann had to be stopped and the reaper had to be dealt with, or there would be endless trouble ahead.
After a painful struggle, Dean ultimately agreed with part of Sam's view: the reaper could not be allowed to remain. There was no way an ordinary woman like Sue Ann could control such a thing. If this continued, she would sooner or later suffer a backlash and cause a catastrophe.
But he insisted they could not use the drastic method of directly smashing the altar and letting the backlash kill Sue