Xyla Quest was now an orphan.

Stanley Batton cradled her face when he saw that she had stopped crying. “Honey, let’s go back, all right? Don’t be sad anymore. Tell me, what can I do for you to feel better? Hmm?”

If Stanley could do anything to make her happy, he would surely do it.

He would go through hell for her.

However, Xyla closed her eyes helplessly without uttering a word.

Right then, Yaksha, who had been silent all this while, spoke up. “You’ve been sitting for a long time, and your wound can’t handle it. Let’s head back.”

Slowly opening her eyes, she gazed helplessly at him. “Can I sit here for ten more minutes? I just want to look at my father.”

She would never see his face again after leaving this time.

Her father’s corpse would be cremated, turning into a pile of ash.

The face that made Xyla feel at peace would forever be gone from this world.

Yaksha nodded helplessly, letting her have her way.

Ten minutes later, he activated the teleport amulet without asking h