I opened up a history book and checked, but it didn't have any dates. The word "benevolence and righteousness" was scrawled on each page. I couldn't sleep, so I examined it carefully for half the night, only to see that the entire book was actually filled with the words "cannibalism" between the lines.
"Sit."
Cao Xiugo got up to offer his seat.
"I'll do it myself."
Jiang Chen stopped him. Since Cao Jinse wasn't present, Youmao must surely be guarding her, so he didn't trouble the inconvenienced Cao Xiugo. Instead, he walked into the main hall, brought out a chair, and didn't act like an outsider.
That's not right.
To be precise,
he didn't treat himself as a guest.
Outsider and guest, although there's only one word's difference, there is still a distinction.
"When did you arrive?"
Enjoying the cool shade under the tree, snatching a half-day's leisure in this fleeting life.
"Last week."
