บท 61: Soul Imprint

It was cold and dark.

Aria Kazan took a deep breath and reached out his hand, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness and sadness.

Before he was a dilapidated hut. It was so simple that there was only a wooden bed, and the only light source was a candle that was almost burned out.

This was one of the houses in Duoling's biggest residential area, and it was one of the few places that were safe for him.

He had spent the past three days here.

In fact, three days ago, he was going to look for his aunt because his father had given him a list of people he could trust before his death, and his aunt was one of them.

But halfway there, he decided to change locations and hide here for a while.

His aunt could be trusted, but his uncle might use this to set up spies around his aunt, waiting for him to walk into the trap.