It wasn't clear whether KP had deliberately blocked everyone's reactions or if it was for some other reason. Aside from Ai Qing suddenly looking up, everyone else continued to stare at the charts on the table, clutching dice, without any response.
Ai Qing stared at the table, saw the bloodstains Yue Jun had spat out before he exited, and after a while, slowly raised her head. "Are they dead?"
"Don't think of me as so evil, ma'am," KP smiled, looking towards Ai Qing's back. "After all, I didn't set such harsh rules for everyone else."
Ai Qing turned around abruptly and saw two figures on the shabby sofa in the corner of the room: Yue Jun and his Inspector. They were still alive.
But apart from being alive, nothing else remained.
Their eyes no longer held their former luster. Their pupils were dilated, dull, and lifeless. They just sat there on the sofa, motionless, drool slowly dripping from the corners of their mouths.
They were as good as walking corpses.
