Black Blood
The faces of these gangsters leaders and their second hands turned interested with a glint in their eyes. I guess some of them didn't even know what that bottle of blood represented to this mission. However, there is a possibility that some others knew exactly what that blood carried inside. A curse. A horrible curse for the owner, in this case, the poor Eve Lark. What an awful fate for this lovely lady.
"What is that, Reid?"
The same old man from before, Mr. Jin, spoke before the others could even raise their hands. He was a fascinating character, although, in my timeline, this man was already dead. However, I grew up hearing legends of the great achievements of this old man. Master Hesse was also impressed, and he considered his friend.
If there is a good opportunity, I would like to meet this elder and shake his hand. Then I would take a selfie and send it to my uncle. He will be jealous… hehe.