At half-past eleven at night, in a rural area at the southern end of Monte Port, the night sky was profound with only the sound of the wind stirring slightly.
On the edge of the countryside, a house unoccupied for many days had its lights on today. Inside the dining room, Mona's words made Conrad's eyelids twitch, and Luo An was rather speechless. He handed the brewed coffee to Mona, asking:
"Isn't it normally one piece of good news and one piece of bad news? What's with your two pieces of good news and three pieces of bad news?"
Mona took a small sip of her coffee and smiled:
"Life always has its surprises."
Luo An had brewed coffee only for himself and Mona. Conrad, who was standing beside them, crossed his arms in front of his chest and subtly licked his somewhat chapped lips, saying in a deep voice:
"Start with the bad news."
"OK."
Mona explained:
