Chapter 315: Funeral
It was raining.
I stood at the edge of the cemetary, watching listlessly as the procession carried Troy King's coffin into the mould designated to be his grave. They didn't put it underground yet, but placed it in the open where everyone could pay respects.
Everyone was dressed in black suits or school uniforms, their heads lowered forlornly. Many students from Jing Tian Academy had come to pay their respects, but nnot as many as I thought there would be. Despite his fame and legend, Troy rarely hung out with any students in school, often running off somewhere for missions. Consequently, he hardly interacted with his classmates and schoolmates, and wasn't close to anyone except me and a select group of friends.