Fortunately, the two men did not talk too much nonsense and followed her one after the other.

"Where are you going?" A cool voice sounded, almost without emotion but the timbre was strong enough to be heard clearly and concisely.

The two men stopped and Ivelle looked over the person who questioned them. It was the man she saw in front of the grave just now.

"Damn it, who the fuck are you? Mind your own business." One of the two men used foul language and opened his mouth rudely.

The man smiled lightly, still cold and fierce. "It is broad daylight, don't you two pay attention?"

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