Chapter 671 Swinford, Are The Underworld Guards Here?

• Wynter appeared to have a revelation. Her gaze grew intense. "The Swinford that is close to Hawford?" The elderly man gave a nod. Wynter immediately pulled out her phone and reserved three tickets on the first train to Swinford. Fortunately, there was no need to compete for tickets because it wasn't the busiest time of year. But before she could bring Cody into the station, two people sprung into view. They both had skull face masks and were dressed in suits, one in black and the other in white.
• While the man in white studied his tablet, the man in the black suit clutched an iron chain. "This situation is peculiar. Why do so many spirits exist? They didn't pay much attention to Wynter and Dalton since they planned to avoid the living and go about their daily business when they got closer. Not until Cody was spotted by the man in the black suit. "He shouldn't be here; he is a hero. His virtues have diminished. He's displaying indications of bitterness. Hold on, he smells of other things. "First, let's bring him back. There are too many ghosts about him. Dealing with it is difficult," the man in the white suit remarked. Then he looked at the other ghosts. "You ought to get on the road.
• Return before the holiday is over. Please don't let Grim and me pursue you." The elderly man picked up his parcel right away. "I'll leave now, sir." The ghosts hurried into the station. Some benevolent spirits looked at Wynter's group and told them not to fight back before departing. Grim, the man in the black suit, was going to swing the soul-locking chain without giving it any thought. "Wait, I feel a malevolent spirit here." Vesper, the guy in the white suit, sniffed and then looked at Wynter, wondering whether she was the source of the fragrance. But he dismissed the idea without more thinking. As underworld guards, they would have detected if any evil spirits tried to hurt her.