Chapter 295

Chapter 295

A black-colored dog was chained to the tree stump.

The sun had not fully risen yet, and the security guard seemingly in his eighties was fast asleep.

The black-colored dog was also curled up in its bed, its ears flicking as it slept.

Seemingly having heard a sound, the dog’s ears perked as it sat up, a warning glint in its eyes.

“Woof! Woof! Woof…”

The dog stood and barked incessantly toward the darkness.

The guard jolted awake and rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he grabbed the flashlight from his table and walked out of the guardhouse.

Soon, Nash and Finn arrived at the guardhouse.

The words on the mausoleum’s gates had worn off, turning “Young Gardens” into “You Gardens”.

Parts of the wall had fallen in on itself, and the place was overgrown with weeds.

“Who… who are you?”

The guard glanced at the two men fearfully.

He had seen the burlap sacks they were holding, which were soaked red in blood.

“I’m here to pay respects to my family!”

Nash spoke in a low voice.

“Pay respects to your family?”

hell does that in the

vigilant man. “Hurry up and leave, or I’ll let the dog

walked over to the stump that the dog was chained

Finn

two brushed past the guard and jumped over the

leash

scared,

from a glance that

gleefully chained the dog back to the tree

to the

Inside the mausoleum.

tombstones filled

stared dazedly at the tombstones, a stabbing pain piercing

had had

reduced to

middle of

sizes were

stopped in front of

Young, Young Family Patriarch” were etched into the

that were slightly smaller than Christopher’s were placed on either side. These belonged to Young

to his wife.

in

Young” etched into it.

his father’s tombstone was one that read

knew what

the candles he

heads were

Nash was so eager to destroy

the mausoleum must be Nash’s family members,

Green Bamboo

land in front of it thrice before saying, “Grandpa… I have

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