As he listened to the voice coming through the somewhat grating, staticky microphone,
Zhao An, nearly every bone in his body shattered, seemed to see a figure.
It was a figure standing amid pale light, radiating a sacred aura from head to toe.
He could not make out the figure's face. All he could see was a pair of slender, bone-white hands reaching toward him.
"Th-thank you... P-please, senior, save my life..."
Senior.
Yes.
In Zhao An's eyes, this voice that had suddenly appeared belonged to a powerful senior Train Conductor.
Well, the powerful Train Conductor part was certainly correct.
But "senior"-Ye Qiyan thought that made him sound far too old~
Inside Red Maple Valley.
Ye Qiyan sprinkled a handful of barbecue seasoning over the meat.
At his fingertips, the Demon Card named [Redemption] flew into the air.
Although Zhao An had suffered comminuted fractures throughout his body and most of his internal organs were damaged, he was a Train Conductor, after all. After drinking that potion from Shangguan Yingxue, he could still hold on a little longer at death's door.
The pale light of redemption shone down upon the world~
Zhao An narrowed his eyes, feeling the unknown power surging through his body.
A black inverted cross flashed for an instant in the depths of his left eye.
When the radiance faded, his injuries had completely healed.
Zhao An came to his senses, his eyes filled with delighted surprise, and knelt toward Red Maple Valley without hesitation.
"Thank you, senior! I will do everything I can to repay you for saving my life! May I enter the valley to thank you for your grace?"
"Ah, right! I have the 260 Train Coins right here! Please let me deliver them to you in person!"
Zhao An reacted quickly.
Although he