Chapter 222 The Dark Knight's Grave Was Desecrated

As evening approached,

the setting sun cast its amber glow.

A carriage hurried through the woods, coming to an abrupt stop at the entrance of "Dawn Cemetery." Following suit, a butler-like elderly man alighted, grasping a piece of black cloth as he rushed into the cemetery.

Thud, thud, thud...!

The elder pounded urgently on the wooden door of the cabin at the cemetery's entrance.

The door quickly opened, and the Tomb Guardian was quite surprised to see the elder, but before he could utter a word, the elder placed the black cloth in the Tomb Guardian's hands.

Realizing something, the Tomb Guardian's pupils shrank, and the next second, he heard the elder speak breathlessly,

"Sir, the old madam... has passed away."

The Tomb Guardian thought he had heard wrong, so he asked for confirmation.

With a heavy sigh, and a somber, earnest look on his face, the old butler shattered any flicker of hope in the Tomb Guardian's heart.