Come with me," said Yu Shiqie, calling out to Se Kong before turning to enter the revolving stairway door.
Se Kong hopped merrily onto the steps, but Wenle, who was holding the umbrella behind him, didn't move an inch.
Raindrops fell steadily, blooming wet marks on Se Kong's shoulders.
"Hey!" the little nun called out impatiently.
"You go ahead, I have some personal matters to deal with, I'll come find you in a bit," Wenle took two steps forward and cheerfully pushed the umbrella into Se Kong's hands.
Se Kong looked up, "Then you better be quick."
Wenle turned and waved his hand before walking into the rain.
Se Kong and Yu Shiqie rode the elevator to the top floor, walking all the way to a side hall. Zhao Jianzhong stood with his hands behind his back, and on the red wooden table sat an opened leather case containing Mahjong tiles made of cow bone.
Se Kong sat down carelessly, picked up a Mahjong tile and played with it, "I have another helper coming in a bit."
Boom~
