In a dimly lit room, Xi Ran's head and body were stitched together and covered with an oilcloth. Gao Yang held a flashlight, standing vigil by the corpse.

Time was pressing. The entire team of Group 5, with heavy hearts, bid a brief farewell to Xi Ran.

Tin kept crying, Gray Bear's eyes were red, and Mamba remained silent, only focusing on his tasks.

Aside from Gao Yang, Luo Ni was the last to leave. His calmness after Xi Ran's death seemed almost excessive.

Gao Yang knew that Luo Ni wasn't incapable of grief; he just hadn't truly accepted Xi Ran's death yet, so his emotions were significantly delayed.

Blood stained Xi Ran's nearsighted glasses, with one lens already shattered.

Luo Ni carefully cleaned the glasses, wrapped them in a handkerchief he carried, and placed them in his waist pouch.@@novelbin@@

He knew he might not be able to bring Xi Ran's body back safely, so he kept a memento just in case.

"When I first joined the Kylin Guild, Xi Ran was my only friend," Luo Ni said.

Gao Yang listened quietly.

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