The Crow, who had always seemed indifferent to everything, saw his pupils slowly constrict after hearing what the Guinea Pig had said.
He asked the Guinea Pig to confirm once more, "The mirrors in the underground of the Shouxi Mirror Factory weren't smashed by violence? They were burst open?"
"I've been to the scene. The mirrors exploded from the inside. All those years of accumulated Death Intent dissipated, and the bridge that helped you ascend has already collapsed. Whether those dead souls and ghosts have fled or have been absorbed by him, I do not know." The Guinea Pig's gaze was icy as he pointed at the Crow, "I've always said we must be careful. That guy is no ordinary person!"
"To shatter the mirrors... does that mean he has killed more people than I have?" The Crow and the Guinea Pig were not on the same wavelength; touching his plague-symbolizing crow mask, he even spoke with a hint of excitement.
