When Neil heard the news and rushed over to the morgue, Amon’s body was already frozen.

Standing in the morgue, he stared at Amon, covered in white cloth, in disbelief.

Different from what Taya saw, Amon had been cleaned and was wearing clean clothes.

He lay there quietly just like he was sleeping and didn’t look dead at all.

Neil stepped closer and reached out his hand, but he realized he didn’t have the courage to touch Amon’s face.

“Amon…” he murmured.

In the past, Amon would beat up anyone who disturbed his sleep.

The man was always cranky when he got up from bed, but now he just lay...