Watching Pei Yan, who had been sitting there in a daze ever since the Dragon Soul was stripped out, Gu Shenghui waved for the others in the room to leave first. Then he took the Soul Necklace in hand, walked up to Pei Yan, and gently placed it in his palm.
"It's over."
Gu Shenghui's soft murmur pulled Pei Yan back from his stupor. He let out a dull "oh," lowered his head to look at the necklace in his hand, and then sighed long and helplessly.
"How are you? You alright?" Gu Shenghui dragged over a chair and sat down opposite Pei Yan. He took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, held it out to him, and asked.
Putting the Soul Necklace away into the storage ring where he kept his treasured items, Pei Yan casually took a cigarette, clamped it between his lips, lit it, took a drag, and answered a different question instead: "What rating did the Bureau give her ability back then?"
