The return trip couldn’t be considered to be fast-paced, but fifteen days later, they were back in Holy City, where Long Haochen gave his comrades three extra days of rest. On the fourth day, everyone was called to the lounge of the villa.
“What a comfortable life. If only this could last forever.” Lin Xin lay on the large sofa, wearing a satisfied and pleased expression.
After losing all the hair on his head, he seemed even more energetic. However, a shock of dark green hair had started to grow and looked a bit like a green hat.
Sima Xian laughed next to him, “Has-drugs-bro, have you taken your medicine yet today?”
Lin Xin revealed a stiff expression, “You’re the one who needs to take medicine, foolish baldie.”
Chen Ying’er and Wang Yuanyuan couldn’t help but laugh holding their bellies.
