Wayne was a completely different person than when he was in Raka. Back then, he was arrogant and unhinged.

He always had his collar unbuttoned and a cigarette in his mouth like a ruffian.

At that moment, he wore a black suit with a white flower in his breast pocket. His hair was carefully styled.

He stood out even among a group of men in black suits. His presence made the atmosphere feel more solemn.

Judging from his bloodshot eyes, Wayne really cared about the person in the grave.

Olivi