Li Xian knew he had not had much contact with the man, but that was not necessarily true of Lin Shiming and Cheng Xin. After hearing the answer, he silently stepped back twice and said nothing.
Why had he chosen to... die in the Player Center?
Had he been on the verge of a mental breakdown and happened to snap right then, or was there some other reason?
Li Xian had no idea.
Lin Shiming merely reached into the corpse's pockets, calmly-or rather, with restraint-to check whether the man had left anything behind.
After searching two pockets, he paused and pulled out a crumpled slip of paper.
The once-white slip had been soaked through and stained red by the blood spilling out. To keep it from falling apart, Lin Shiming carefully unfolded it and saw the words written there:
"There's no-no end."
Lin Shiming had only glanced at the words when the corpse at his feet began to fade away, along with the slip in his hand. In the end, even the blood on the soles of his shoes and his fingertips vanished without a trace, as though nothing had happened.
Yet Lin Shiming still rubbed his fingertips together instinctively. After a moment of silence, he turned to the others and said:
"Let's head back to the guild first."
On the way back, Cheng Xin cast a few curious glances at Ji Xie. He felt sure the man looked familiar, but could not remember who he was. He opened his mouth to ask Lin Shiming who this man was and why he had come along, but swallowed the question before it left his lips, making the already silent atmosphere even more tense.
In the end, Cheng Xin was the first to find the silence unbearable and took the initiative to