Raiden started at the notification in front of his face, as he let out a chuckle.
After killing three people, he could be labelled as cold-hearted after all. But he didn't feel any sort of remorse for what he had done, none at all.
The only thing he felt right now was pure anger.
He wiped his hands off the dead man's shirt before walking back to Ruby, who had been waiting watching him quietly.
"Thank you, Aunt Ruby. I don't know what would have happened without you." Raiden thanked her sincerely.
"Hmm?? What did you sayy??" Ruby glanced at him with a cold look in her eyes, putting pressure on Raiden's soul directly.
Raiden realised his mistake a second later. Thank her for what? You don't do this formal stuff with family.
"How many people were there??" He asked, choosing not to thank her again
Ruby gave him another glance filled with coldness, before answering.
