Is it a bloodstain?
The monk reached into his pocket, then took out a fake flower made of scrap paper and rusty wire and placed it beneath the window frame.
"Is this... a tribute?" Candle Dragon asked.
"Yes." The monk nodded, "I once had a friend who took his last breath leaning against this wall... May he find peace in paradise."
Just then, Sun Hang's earpiece suddenly beeped with an incoming communication alert.
Sun Hang pressed the answer button, and Nagano Souta's voice, mixed with static, immediately sounded from the other end of the earpiece.
"Sun Hang, I found out... Back then, there was indeed a monk in my father's team. That monk was an esper, but the person I found wasn't familiar with the monk; he only knew the monk was an esper but didn't know what specific ability... Did you find this monk's remains in Nanhua Town?"
"Why do you say remains?" Sun Hang felt he might have already guessed the truth of the matter.
