Soon, the waiter came to clear the table.
Mo Liancheng stood up and sat opposite Qu Tan'er, changing his position.
Qu Tan'er gazed out the window, while Mo Liancheng looked at her.
Different scenery, yet each possessed its own meaning.
"Tan'er, who was that person?" Mo Liancheng asked.
"When I came to Hua'en, I met three people for the first time. I killed two, and the one who didn't die was him. He also helped me a lot, the Space Stone was given to me by him." Qu Tan'er recalled mentioning this to Mo Liancheng.
"No wonder, we indeed owe him."
"Yes." Qu Tan'er watched the figure of the man gradually fade away on the street, "He doesn't seem to be doing well."
"I'm not doing well either."
"Huh?" Qu Tan'er was slightly startled and then strangely turned back to look at Mo Liancheng.
Mo Liancheng glanced at her sideways, looking displeased.
