He wasn't a considerate person, but there's always an exception to everything.
"Give me a hug, Rainy Night Butcher."
Wen Xishu opened his arms and smiled.
Tang Rui decisively closed her umbrella and hugged Wen Xishu.
Years of waiting finally bore fruit.
"Thank you for keeping your word, Sentinel of the Rainy Night Butcher."
The hug didn't last long, and they parted with a smile.
Wen Xishu brought up the main topic and said:
"Logically speaking...you shouldn't look like this."
Tang Rui nodded and said:
"The last time you talked with us was months ago, and back then, I looked hideous."
"At that time, even Jiangcheng wasn't as harmonious as it is now."
"Jiangcheng was very run-down, with many places hiding strange creatures."
"For a while, I even left Jiangcheng to find you."
"But one day, when I returned to Jiangcheng..."
"Jiangcheng transformed into what it is now. As if the apocalypse had never arrived, as if everything was nothing but a distant dream."
