The warehouse, where golden sunlight quietly cast through the side window.
In the beam of light, rotating dust flitted about like tiny insects.
Off to the side, Bai Xiao sat silently in a chair by the window, waiting.
Tap tap tap...
Down the corridor, the footsteps of canvas shoes grew louder and closer.
Turning his head, he saw Chen Liao in black robes walking briskly towards him.
In his hand was a palm-sized square metal box.
"Catch."
The box was tossed over, and Bai Xiao caught it mid-air with his hand.
Surprisingly light, like wood.
It was not an iron box, but one made of aluminum.
He looked up at Chen Liao.
Chen Liao nodded, indicating for Bai Xiao to open it and take a look.
Bai Xiao rubbed his fingers over the somewhat smooth surface of the box and flipped it open. Instantly, a very strong medicinal fragrance hit his nose.
Mixed within this medicinal scent seemed to be a trace of bloodiness.
