âUhâ¦â Alex looked at her with a bit of an impression, yet he could not remember her at all. However,
the next second, he frowned.
It was because he sensed a faint aura of the Blood Cult on the woman, and the aura was
imperceptible. If he had not been sensitive to the demonic cultivation of the Blood Cult due to the divine
power from Ksitigarbhaâs Legacy in his body, he would not have detected it at all.
For instance, Uncle Drake and the Fairy Doctor at the adjacent seats could not detect it
Naturally, Alex did not care much about such a subtle aura. At best, it was an existence that was
weaker than those disciples of Leviathan Gate before. Even if she was somewhat related to the Blood
Cult, she was worlds apart from it. However, he felt a little strange for her to know about himself.
âYouâre⦠My apologies. I really canât remember who you are. â Alex stood up. Since he had not
purchased the plane ticket, he had simply found a seat earlier. He immediately found another seat.
To his surprise, she followed over after placing the luggage in her hand.
She scanned Alex curiously as she whispered with a faint smile, âHey, you didnât sneak in here, did
you? You bought the economy class ticket, right?â
âUm⦠Do you really know me?â Alex said.
âYour memory is too poor, huh? Iâm pretty sure my changes after puberty arenât that drastic!â The
woman chuckled while covering her mouth with her hand. Then, after a pause, she said, âIf you donât
remember me, you should be able to remember Hayley Hanson, right? She used to be your girlfriend.â
When Hayley was brought up, Alex narrowed his eyes at once. He could never forget the girl in the
skirt who had given him a string of bracelets that evening, telling him that she wanted to go to a
faraway place. Then, she was never heard from ever since she left.
As a result, she had been quietly lying in a coffin and bathed in a blood pool until now after the parting
that night.
âYouâreâ¦â
âClara⦠Beck?â
Alex finally recalled her. The wealthy woman in front of him was the girl who sat in front of him in the
classroom during the high school period. Moreover, she was considered Hayleyâs best friend for having
a good relationship with her.
âYou arenât blind after all!â The woman glared at him with a coy look and even gently slapped him on
the shoulder. Then, she asked, âWe havenât seen each other for so many years. How are you doing?
Why are you on this plane? What are you going to do in Japan for taking a flight on New Yearâs Eveâs
night?â
Since she was his high school classmate, he had quite a good relationship with her back then.
The old friends met again, with Hayley included in the relationship. Alex felt nostalgic and became
interested in talking to her. However, just as he was about to speak, a man walked in. Seeing Clara
talking to Alex with a smile while leaning close to him, the upset man frowned and said, âClara, who is
he? You guys know each other?â
The man in glasses was around thirty years old and was about 5.7 feet tall. He looked at Alex with
vigilant hostility.
At a glance, Alex could tell that this man was very worried about Clara.
Clara blurted, âHeâs my high school classmate. I really didnât expect that I would meet an old friend on
such a flight on this day. Iâm overjoyed.â
Alex took a glance at the man. Consequently, he was shocked.
The man had the aura of the Blood Cult on him as well. Furthermore, it was much denser than Claraâs.
It seemed that he was even an expert.
Alex asked calmly, âClara Beck, is he your husband?â
Clara said, âTo hell with you. Heâs not!â