Seeing off the captain and his team.
Tang Si still felt quite puzzled, about that room in the base, about the cats in the back garden, about the marijuana on the sun-protection clothes.
And the special gun Mu Wanxue used when she injured Song Yi's neck, although Mu Wanxue claimed it came from the black market, he wasn't quite convinced.
The sky, at some point, had started to sprinkle again.
Tang Si raised his wrist to check the time and moved his neck from side to side.
It had been a long time since he'd had a brawl, finally getting to stretch his muscles, it felt invigorating.
Wen Mu walked out just then. Seeing Tang Si standing at the door, he approached.
Tang Si felt someone coming from a distance. He turned his head and saw Wen Mu with a gentle smile on his face: "Bro."
Tang Si curled his lips slightly, responding softly: "Hmm?"
He said, "That fight was quite a spectacle."
He saw it.
