River East Village.
When they arrived, Fred Foster and 003 were drying the grain again.
[Master, Master's man, long time no see!]
Chloe Stephens: "..."
Len Hawthorne laughed, his phoenix eyes almost squinting.
Fred Foster frowned, feeling that this robot was becoming increasingly frivolous.
"Why did you both come at this time? Have you had a meal? We just had a typhoon, 003 and I were cleaning up, just finished, and then the sun came out again."
How strange, how could it have thunder and turn dark for no reason?
"Grandfather, Chloe and I just came from Mountain County, we didn't even have time to drink water," Len Hawthorne lied shamelessly, not blushing and not skipping a beat.
"Then I'll let 003 do it for you."
"There's no need to bother," Chloe stopped Fred Foster, "We came back to worship in the Divinity Temple."
"Right, Chloe and I are going to worship in the Divinity Temple." Len continued, following the little girl's words.
