I didn't know whether to say she was brave or not afraid of death, or something else. I was speechless to my 'new assistant' for a while, and decided to talk to her about this issue later.

Fangran then turned his eyes to the man in the trench coat in front of him and spoke in a calm voice:

"Although it may be a bit rude, I would like to trouble you to come with us for the time being."

There was no response, and the man in the trench coat responded with silence.

Seeing that he didn't intend to make any unnecessary resistance, I was slightly relieved and prepared to leave here first, but at this moment, I caught a glimpse of something inside the other person's windbreaker.

Fangran's eyes suddenly froze.

When he remembered what it was, he blurted out the words with a strange expression:

"Wait a minute, are you from the Nightless Palace?"

And immersed in the heaviness of being controlled by a strange participant, when he suddenly heard the words of recognition of his origin, the man in the windbreaker also looked at Fangran and was slightly startled.

When looking at the answer on the other person's face, Fangran suddenly felt a strong headache.

Damn it, I caught the wrong chicken...

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

In the end, I still didn’t expect the satisfying feeling of approval. The shame of facing the leader’s reward, the crazy feeling of every eight days, the sweltering heat without air conditioning, oral ulcers, being stuck from noon to midnight, and backache. My current mood is about

It’s the lyrics from one minute and fifteen seconds to one minute and twenty-two seconds of "(Sichuan version) Thank you for your love"
Chapter completed!