Liang Kuan stopped the train and first carried the two Night Demons out of the carriage.
After evolving, his strength had increased significantly, so carrying these scrawny beings in each hand was no problem.
He lifted the headless Night Demon, revealing a large patch of charred skin on its iron-gray body.
It was obviously electrocuted by Su Huan's high voltage attack.
But when he picked up the Night Demon he had killed himself, he was surprised to see charred marks on it too.
Liang Kuan paused for a moment, then carried the two bodies out.
Just in time to see passengers disembarking from the rear carriages, while Su Huan stood there smiling with a register in hand, like King Yama calling roll.
When his name was called as he passed by, Liang Kuan couldn't help but tense up.
Su Huan lifted an eyelid, "Try to gather the bodies ahead later too, let Wan Xing collect them, and discard what's of lesser value if there's too much."
"Understood."
