"You are in Spade, yet you want to help Qing Chen?" Uncle Li Dong asked with a smile.
"You know I am a Time Traveler, so for me, rather than feeling a sense of belonging to Spade, I'd rather pin my hopes on Qing Chen creating an organization for Time Travelers. I think that's more reliable," Yangyang replied, "That's what you hope for, isn't it? I promise you, if one day he decides to establish his own force, I will join."
"Why don't you create an organization yourself to recruit Time Travelers, young lady?" Uncle Li Dong asked.
Yangyang shook her head, "I'm not as smart as Qing Chen."
"Alright, I will spare Guo Huchan's life, you may go," Uncle Li Dong waved his hand, "Remember your promise."
Yangyang whispered softly, "You are really good to him."
Uncle Li Dong said earnestly, "He deserves it."
"Goodbye, Uncle. If I have a chance to eat the food you make next time, I will leave now. I don't want Spade to know my identity as a Time Traveler yet."
"Go on."
