The one who was coming their way was indeed the female player they had encountered on the train.
In the midst of the pouring rain, she carried no umbrella and let herself be soaked down to her very clothes. Her solitary silhouette emerged from the distance before coming closer and closer until she halted before the basecamp. There was a small gap between the crumbling walls that provided a discreet vantage point for the four of them to observe the situation outside, and it was through this gap that Ying exchanged looks with them.
"Do you need something?" Shen Nianzu broke the silence, his fingers gripping the silver needles, ready to throw them forward if any unexpected situation arose. He still had not forgotten his future self's warning about this player.
