Yi Lin was surprised that Zhao Yulong had also sent Ou Lelle over, but she didn't refuse.
Thirty minutes later.
Three people appeared in Yi Lin's line of sight.
Ou Lelle, with a backpack, sporting a mushroom haircut, and licking a lollipop.
A young doctor wearing a clean white lab coat and a smile on his face.
A man with a stern face, upturned corners of his eyes, piercing eyes, cradling an ancient sword.
This strange combination attracted the curious glances of many passersby.
Yi Lin: "..."
Ou Lelle.
"Doctor."
The young man cradling the ancient sword, his expression as if the whole world were his father's killer... Yi Lin didn't recognize him.
"Lelle, why did you come?"
Yi Lin walked up to her.
Ou Lelle corrected discontentedly, "Please call me Ou Lelle, I'm not a little kid!"
After saying that, she stuck out her tongue and gave the lollipop a fierce scrape, as a form of protest.
"Are you Yi Lin?"
