Imperial Capital Cemetery.
The team members of the Slaughter Squad closed their black umbrellas, silently standing behind Len Hawthorne.
Ethan Coates had been quietly accompanying him here for a long time. The tall man stood in front of the tombstone without making a sound, his face filled with melancholy as he gazed at the photo on the tombstone. The endless loneliness could be seen in his towering silhouette. The drizzling rain cast a thin veil of mist over the cemetery.
Even this man's figure gradually became blurred.
No one could see his expression.
But they could see the sadness that engulfed him.
Although he suppressed it.
Because of his unique destiny, Ethan Coates worried that Len would fall into despair.
He couldn't help but send Chloe Stephens a message.
He hoped that someone would come out to comfort him and accompany him during this time.
By the time Chloe got the message, it was already night.