"Hey, that made perfect sense, friend."
Cipher's voice came from behind the two of them.
"If it came from good intentions, could it still count as deception?"
"Why were you still here?" Yan Huan sized Cipher up and raised his brows. "Getting involved with the dead too? Were you setting a death flag? So you were in a hurry to die too."
"What are you talking about?" Cipher said with a faint smile. "I treasured my life the most."
"I just couldn't bear to watch any longer, so I stole a little from the east and swindled a little from the west, hoping to add a little hope to their lives."
Mimi accused her, "It's because of nasty living people like you that everyone misunderstands us."
"What else was I supposed to do?" Cipher looked at the group.
"You've seen what this place is like. These poor people were shut out of the underworld, trapped in the few fleeting moments before their deaths, unable to advance or retreat."
"Did you see those two blacksmiths on the road? Who knew how long they'd been there, trying again and again to forge a shield..."
"Hehe, Styxia... it really was terrifying."
"So..." Castorice asked curiously, "why did Your Excellency Saifeier come back?"
"Don't get the wrong idea." Cipher explained, "I wasn't here to help you explore... After all, water was what I hated most in my life, especially this foul-smelling Underworld River..."
"Why were you setting another death flag?" Yan Huan's eyes widened. He could already imagine Cipher's tragic end.
For example, donating all her treasure before dying, then diving into the water and sacrificing herself heroically to find something or protect someone.
"Hm? Friend, what kind of look was that?" Cipher glanced at Yan Huan. "That expression was very rude."
"I just