Bab 465: Seth

The lady in shades opened her eyes, finding herself on a chair with her hands strapped to the back in an old abandoned workshop. The person who tied her on the chair had to be an expert. No matter how hard she tried to break free, all her attempts were to no avail. Her fingers could not reach her pockets, as well.

"Are you looking for these?" asked Fan Meinan while holding a bag of Plasticine.

"It's you???" snorted the lady in shades coldly. "You seem to have gotten braver after I haven't seen you for a few months. How dare you pretend to be a Horsemen of the Apocalypse? Aren't you afraid that Pestilence will come looking for you?"

"Hmm... I don't think he has the time to retaliate against me," said Fan Meinan, letting out a long sigh. "Let's talk about our problems. You know I harbor no bad intentions against you. Why can't you sit down and have a good talk? I just want to ask you a few questions."