When Qin Fan walked out of the cinema holding Jiang Yino, the torrential rain, which had been relentless just moments before, suddenly ceased in an eerie fashion.
SLOSH. SLOSH. Stepping through the puddles, Qin Fan looked up at the pitch-black, lightless night sky.
"My sins need not be cleansed by you," he declared, a chilling smile slowly creeping across his lips. "Look around this world. Everywhere I walk is my land, and my land abides by my law! Those who court death shall be executed!"
He paused, murmuring to himself as he looked up at the night sky. Then, holding the still-sleeping Jiang Yino, he vanished with a ghostly speed invisible to the naked eye.
