"So... what's the situation now? Since both my dad and brother are coming to Tokyo, won't they just run into our troupe robbing the auction and then meddle?"
Watching Gu Qiye's back as he left, Ji Minghuan scratched his forehead, deep in thought.
He thought, "I'm really worried that my second character will be insta-killed by my big brother. He won't compensate me with Split Points to build a new character."
He sighed, dismissing the thought, "Better to focus on the Welfare Institute issue for now; finding clues to the lab is still crucial."
Casually closing the door, he stepped into the rooftop of the second floor, walked to the railing, and looked at the distant Welfare Institute. Ji Minghuan leaned on the railing, staring dazedly at the library under the sun.
The morning breeze, carrying the heat, blew by, and he recalled the past.
