Pairs of eyes stared transfixed at the changing number on the panel. Some of them were hungry for blood, others were deep with despair, a few were just coldly detached. All of them reigned in their presence and waited patiently. The red color on the black elevator panel screen appeared to be bleeding. 10 seconds later, the elevator finally stopped. The bloody doors opened slowly and the stinging smell of decomposition and blood spread. Then a pair of large hands reached out from inside the cargo elevator. The hands covered with death spots were almost greyish purple in color. The bloated fingers were adorned with several expensive rings. As the body continued to grow in size, the rings were practically stuck inside the flesh.
A heavy breathing followed as the hands slowly pushed to ease its large body out. The tailored suit was drenched in grave wax, and it radiated a horrible stench. A tie dangled unevenly around the fatty neck. “Who moved the bookshelf?” A raspy voice came from the cracked lips. An impossibly ugly face was reflected on the glass cupboard. The legs that stretched out from the elevator halted as if the owner had sensed something. After a temporary pause, the limbs shrunk back and the pudgy finger pressed repeatedly on the elevator button. The silvery grey doors started to close but it only managed to go halfway before they stopped.
A crying voice started to echo inside the cramped elevator booth. Dark black eyes opened among the walls. The temperature inside the booth started to plummet like a trap had been triggered! Without warning, the stuck elevator doors were pried open and the red warning appeared on the panel—Overload!
Pairs of pale hands appeared and ashen faces squeezed into the booth. Before the well-dressed monster could react, he was already surrounded. Its throat gargled anxiously. Light black mist exuded out from his wet clothes. When the crying approached, he rammed out from the cargo elevator!
The crying became more intense, and more eyes opened on the door of the office. Dripping with bloody tears, a thin girl stood alone at the door. Her hollow eyes stared at the monster and her mouth smiled sweetly. The monster immediately closed his eyes but he was still too late. He realized his actions had slowed, his consciousness appeared to be forcibly dampened by some kind of force. His mind tried to resist the pulling force as he lost control of his body. The despair within his heart was pulled to the surface and all his sealed memories were triggered. The despair within him pierced through his soul like spines. The despair without him trapped him like a cage. In less than a minute, the monster had lost the ability to fight back. Before he could use his special power, his mind, soul and body were detained.
“You’re the boss of this company?” With Rest in Peace in hand, Han Fei’s method of interrogation was rather unique. He didn’t need a confession from his target because he was holding the cryptic world’s best polygraph test. Without waiting for an answer, he chopped at the man’s arm!
Those who killed and sinned would trigger the blade of Rest in Peace. Han Fei would determine how evil a person was based on how fast the blade took to cut through their bodies. In this case, the blade sliced through without resistance. Before the monster even felt pain, his eyes already saw his arm plop weakly to the ground. Several seconds later, the pain came and he screamed.
“Who are you?!” Without any explanation, the man cut him immediately, this could only mean that they hated each other deeply but the monster had no memory of Han Fei at all. This should be the first time they met.
“Your hands are so bloody that the sins you’ve committed are deeper than the monsters at Cattle Alley.” Han Fei stared at the still squirming arm. After it was chopped off, the arm soon dissolved into black mist. When the black mist floated towards Han Fei, Weep’s urn flipped over and a strange bug crawled out. It consumed the black mist greedily. Its eyes shone with satisfaction before it turned greedily to the boss’ body. Being stared at by the bug, the monster shivered. He couldn’t remember offending Han Fei before. “Why are you here? I can give you anything you want.”
“No wonder you’re the boss, you’re quite the negotiator.” Han Fei looked at the man with a harmless smile.
“The building has accumulated many Yin energy and special items, I can bring you to them.” The monster’s gaze slowly moved away from Han Fei. When he saw Bai Sinian in the corner, he growled angrily, “You brought him here? Well, I can’t say I’d expect a coward who can’t even sell for a good price to accomplish something like this.”
Being glared at by his boss, Bai Sinian was feeling hapless too. To be honest, when the large amount of ghosts appeared inside the office, he was scared too.
“This has nothing to do with him. The main reason I came here is to get some information from you and take away some stuff.” Han Fei sat on the office table. “You must have seen this uniform I’m wearing, right?” The monster initially didn’t even notice it but when he noticed the unique uniform Han Fei was wearing, the fatty folds on his face jiggled and his eyes flashed with shock. “You came from Ziggurat?”
“That doesn’t matter. I just want to know how many security guards you’ve sent there and what is your relationship with that place.”
The monster didn’t answer immediately. He only caved when his consciousness was about to be sucked away. “I don’t know how many people I’ve sent there but I only did that to protect the greater majority. If I didn’t send those people over, the tenants at Ziggurat would come out hunting for themselves. Then the whole street would perish.” The monster slumped weakly to the ground. His ugly face was written with guilt and blame. If Han Fei wasn’t a master actor, the monster might have been able to fool him.
“Acting is not your calling. That whole performance is just amateurish.” With another swipe of Rest in Peace, the monster’s other arm fell and morphed into black mist. Big Sin was very happy with the feast. Han Fei didn’t hesitate with his actions like he already knew part of the truth. The monster who lost both arms finally pleaded for mercy and was willing to tell the truth. “The Ziggurat had me send them suitable souls so they can make vessels out of them. They wish to plant seeds inside the soul in the hopes of growing special flowers.”
“Flower?”
“The seeds are the cocoons and the flowers are the beautiful butterflies. The Ziggurat’s manager has been meaning to create the most perfect bloom but it has never succeeded. Most flowers refused to bloom and those which did were flawed.”
The monster’s words immediately grabbed Han Fei’s attention. The Butterfly at the Ziggurat planned to create another Butterfly?
