Outside the White Stone Outpost, ten minutes ago.
"People here really don't have any sense of time."
Duanmu Huai stretched lazily, yawning as he looked around. They agreed to meet here, but there's still no sign of the others, making it incredibly boring.
"It's so strange, we clearly agreed on this time..."
Shū Xiǎoyà raised her hand to glance at her watch, her brow slightly furrowed.
"Could it be that your watch is off?"
The blonde girl standing next to Shū Xiǎoyà couldn't help speaking up at this point. She was one of the survivors from the Patrol Team that Duanmu Huai and the others rescued yesterday, named Sangong Sanye. Shū Xiǎoyà called her "Little Three"... Well, the name sounds bizarre no matter how you slice it. Anyway, since Sangong Sanye's Patrol Team was completely wiped out except for her, she was reassigned to Shū Xiǎoyà's team to come along.
"Forget it, I'm not waiting anymore."
