The medicinal wine for Evolvers is inherently a stronger version, extremely stimulating. Under the kneading of twelve robust men, the feeling is akin to being skinned alive. By the time it was over, Huayang was in a daze.
When he saw the conductor again, two streams of tears instantly flowed down, unstoppable.
"Tsk tsk, I heard you've been training hard lately?"
"Not hard, not hard at all..."
"Then it seems it's not enough, I'll reprimand him later." Su Huan teased He Jie, who was glaring fiercely at him, "But for now, you need to come with me."
Huayang took the windbreaker thrown by He Jie, and muddled out of the carriage.
"Whoosh——"
The hatch seemed pressurized, requiring as much force to push open as holding up a city gate.
The cold wind, mixed with ice particles like knives, whipped in. It struck with the force of an electric baton in He Jie's hand. Huayang jumped around, overloading the windbreaker on, and followed the conductor out to the deck.
