A minute later, the sleek black car sped away.0

In the back seat, the boy toyed with the black gun barrel in his hands while the girl shot it the occasional curious look. Up front, the old butler with slicked back white hair drove the car through the streets.0

"Young Master, did you see that alley behind the three people just now?" He spoke slowly. "Two people recently died there."0

"D-dead?!" The boy froze and then looked up. The girl beside him also leaned forward. The butler nodded as he steered the car.0

"That blond youth said the gun barrel still smelled of gunpowder and that it had just been used. He wasn't lying. The two dead people in that alley were probably killed by a handgun. The barrel you're holding…" The expression on the butler's face remained unchanged.0

However, the boy was a little frightened. Suddenly, the gun barrel in his hand felt heavier and hotter. Although he possessed supernatural abilities that had been passed down through his family, he had never seen blood before. The excitement and curiosity from thinking the others were gangsters slowly turned into fear and an overwhelming sense of dread at the mention of death.0

The corner of the butler's mouth lifted slightly as he spoke in a deep, reassuring tone. "Young Master You An, there's no need to be afraid. We came out this time so you could experience the world. The world is not as safe and comfortable as the family estate. But there's...0