Morning.
Wushan Villa District.
No, it should now be called Wushan Shelter.
After a night of battle, Wushan Shelter still stands.
Even under siege from evil spirits, it remains unyielding.
This could be considered a test for the Wushan Shelter since its establishment.
After breakfast, Lin Yuan sat on the sofa, conversing with Yang Dingguo.
Both sides exchanged questions about the siege of evil spirits last night.
After some communication, Lin Yuan learned that the situation at the official shelter was similar to his.
The official shelter was not breached either; the plans of the Celestial King and Zhang Peng were a failure.
While on the phone with Yang Dingguo, Zhang Zhen entered from outside and said softly to Lin Yuan: "Boss, that mad woman is here."
Mad woman?
Nowadays, at Lin Yuan's place, the only one who could be referred to as a mad woman, besides the Day Traveler, was no one else.
Lin Yuan certainly knew why the Day Traveler was here.
