Ji Jin was totally defeated. His eyes were dim just like someone who was about to die.
He was completely different from the person a few months ago.
Ming Shu wanted to leave, but stopped. She turned her head and asked, "Did something happen internally?"
Ji Jin gave a bitter smile. "I don't know."
He was in fear now because he didn't know anything.
He didn't know whether he could still go back.
He tried many times, but the system always told him that the transportation failed.
Ming Shu left the hospital.
From the current situation, there seemed to be an organization… but what kind of organization was it?
She didn't know.
Trash-picker, let's go back.
Little Beastie pushed Ming Shu's hand lightly. It used its paws to scratch her palm.
Don't care about them, it has nothing to do with you anyway. If you go back, what can they do to you? Let these two-legged beasts play by themselves.
