Kapitel 898: Epilogue: Xing Han

Xing Han sighed.

Sighed very loudly.

But, unlike normal, there was no one to come and comfort him, asking him what was wrong. 

Xing Han lay his head on his desk and stared at the desk across from him.

The desk that was devoid of its Master.

His gaze rested on the display case that was behind the said desk.

At one time, it had been the place where Nitocris had hung an entire human skin on it. However, he had then moved it to the torture chamber below. It would serve to be an additional psychological push to those who had betrayed the organisation.

That, and the fact that his Cookie did not want him to have his eyes tainted by such a sight. Granted, he had been shocked upon seeing it, even though he had been warned but he wasn't repulsed negatively by it.

He didn't have nightmares and the such, that is.