Intertwined Battlefields

"Wow, I never expected you to be the second one here, Sister Xiao Yun."

Qianhuan, who had fallen to the ground, sat up and looked at the black-dressed girl before him with a relieved smile.

Xiao Yun folded her umbrella and turned it around, hooking its handle around Qianhuan's wrist and pulling him to his feet.

"I happened to be in Jiang City."

Li Nian, sitting on the rooftop, spoke up as well. "Huh? Why didn't you tell me before you came, Sister Xiao Yun?"

"Because I went to the funeral home in the suburbs to look for corpses. I heard some powerful fellow had just died in Jiang City," Xiao Yun said calmly. "I wasn't planning on coming into the city."

The three members of the Freedom Alliance began chatting casually.

The tense atmosphere from a moment ago had become so relaxed, but it wasn't actually because of Xiao Yun's arrival.

More importantly... Good Night had stopped fighting over there, too.

The black smoke around him was slowly dispersing, revealing a face so plain it looked almost honest.

"What? Could the duration of the [Grievance Core]'s effect have ended? What terrible timing!"

Paper Kite said in astonishment.

Lin Yu looked at Good Night, who was struggling to straighten his hairpiece, and sighed.

"It's not that the [Grievance Core] expired. The grievance in Captain Good Night's heart has been dispelled."

Although Lin Yu hadn't watched a single one of the videos Good Night had sent him, he could still summarize some of Good Night's preferences from the thumbnails alone.

And Xiao Yun, the "Mortician" from the Freedom Alliance standing before him...

She was absolutely Good Night's type.

That alone would have been bad enough, but what Xiao Yun had said to Good Night just now was even worse—a beautiful girl