Jiang Wei nodded in satisfaction.
Her delicate face carried a hint of lazy blush following a full meal.
The group then left the bustling warmth of the Veteran Tavern, leaving behind the scent mixed with ale, roasted meat, and the smoke of the Human World behind the door.
They stepped back into the chilly streets of Spine City under the night.
The dim streetlights stretched and contracted their shadows.
Without saying a word along the way, they quickly returned to the independent courtyard assigned to them.
The lights in the small building lit up, dispelling the chill in the yard.
Instead of dispersing immediately, everyone engaged in a bit of casual chat in the simple living room.
Fang Qingyu surveyed the room, seeing no urgent matters, then spoke: "Alright, let's rest early today. The medal ceremony is complete; we may receive a mission at any time, stay ready."
"Understood!"
"Got it."
The group responded in unison, the atmosphere light and relaxed.
