Wisdom Shield stood frozen as he watched Chen Cheng's receding figure vanish.
He had never expected Chen Cheng to leave him with words like that.
To witness one's own mother die with one's own eyes—what a cruel thing that was for a child.
Yet as Chen Cheng flew away, his eyes had unknowingly grown wet, tears scattering on the breeze.
Although Chen Cheng had only met that woman once in this life, claiming there was some deep bond between mother and son would have been complete nonsense.
But he still remembered. He remembered the way that woman had looked at him, and he remembered that kiss she had given him.
And that was the only time in both his lives that he had felt a mother's love.
He grieved for that woman, mourned for her, and silently swore in his heart that he would never let the woman he cared about meet the same fate.
Chen Cheng moved quickly and soon returned to the Garrison City where Fellion was staying.
In daylight, this city truly resembled an industrial city from Chen Cheng's twentieth-century life.
Towering smokestacks, enormous factories, and the clamor of machinery processing goods.
The only difference was that the smoke rising here was not polluting black smoke, but harmless gas purified through magic.
Naturally, where there was industrial production, there was a market for goods. Noah and the others were wandering around this market.
When Noah saw Chen Cheng return, he asked:
"Where is Senior Liphia? Didn't she go out with you, Senior?"
Chen Cheng smacked him on the head and said:
"You brat, you already have Raily and the other two by your side, yet you're still thinking about Liphia.
"As for Liphia, didn't you fail to call for her this morning? That's why she went to