Albert said,
"Rest assured, Metropolis Beart is much darker. Moreover, the high and mighty ones in your eyes are nothing but ingredients to my boss."
He said, spreading his hands.
"My eyes tell me you're not lying. It's unimaginable that such a terrifying place exists in this world. The Metropolis..."
Albert leaned back, sinking into the rocking chair.
"Could you give me a push in the rocking chair, young man?"
He requested.
"Sure."
Liu Zheng walked behind him and started rocking the chair.
In the creaking sound, Albert slowly fell asleep.
Amid the faint and prolonged snoring, time passed by second by second.
After Liu Zheng counted to the six hundred fifty-third push, Albert woke up.
"Cough cough, I apologize. Old age makes me sleepy whenever I use my brain,"
He said, coughing a few times.
"It's fine, I was about to wake you up with a slap in a few minutes anyway,"
Liu Zheng consoled him.
