"Alright, we'll do it your way and let her jump around a bit longer." Even though Old Yuan was eager for revenge, he chose to listen to his pupil, "But now that the incident has happened and it's of great importance, we can't delay for many days."
"A few days..." Qu Tong pondered, "That's enough."
Qu Tong hung up the communication and stood up to head deeper into the flower sea.
For dinner, she felt like having rose cake and Crystal Bun, along with a cup of peach bubble tea.
But at the foot of the hill, she saw Lao Liu and then he disappeared all of a sudden.
Driven by curiosity, Qu Tong took a couple of steps forward and then saw that Lao Liu had fallen.
His legs were weak and laid behind him, with Mechanical Aids fitted on, it seemed like he was practicing walking, having placed his wheelchair far away.
His ash-gray clothes had gathered quite a bit of dust, probably from falling on his wrist, as the cuff showed a faint trace of blood.
