But now, it seems as if the other party has become a part of his life.
Parting this time is so hard to let go, it pains the liver and intestines.
...
Fang Che was in a foul mood.
He didn't even want to go to the Guardian Hall, and after wandering around the city a few times, he changed his appearance, quickly whirled around the Southeast City a few times, and inexplicably emerged from North City once more.
"Does this damn North City have some kind of magic? I've unknowingly ended up here again!"
Fang Che was speechless with himself.
This time he was really wandering aimlessly.
Yet he still ended up coming here.
It was already nighttime.
Fang Che sighed, walked along the street, and then realized that not far from him, what was being repaired was actually the Zhu Family's gate.
The one he had just smashed...
A large crowd was busy over there.
"What a sin, such a good gate..."
Fang Che murmured to himself.
