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"Where has Shixin gone?" Abigail hurriedly walked into the hotel room and asked Honglian.
Honglian calmly poured tea for the two of them, "Have a seat first, he's doing some preparatory work and will be back soon."
It was six o'clock in the afternoon.
The sky gradually turned yellowish, and city lights lit up one by one, supporting the afterglow of sunset, while indicating the arrival of another sleepless night.
Abigail sighed and sat on the sofa with some helplessness. Wanderers are notoriously undisciplined, and working with them tends to lead to unexpected events. She didn't anticipate that on the first day, they'd already start "freestyling."
But she had no one else available.
After receiving notification from her adjutant, she even had to entrust her lawyer to contact the cleaning company to temporarily seal off the Evangelicals' lodging room under the guise of a "full house cleaning," to prevent them from sneaking back to disrupt the scene.
