Workshop!
The moment the judgment and conclusion were reached, everyone's eyes lit up.
Bright prospects lay ahead. They had thought the trip had been wasted, but did not expect that the people they had just taken out were merely the outer security team. Once they pried open the shell, such soft, juicy clam meat was hidden inside.
Even a trace of delight emerged on Tong Shan's face.
Yet in the brief silence, Ji Xue quickly sensed that something was wrong.
She looked towards the front.
At some point, those two rather off-kilter Embers had opened up a subtle distance between themselves. As they looked at each other, their smiles grew increasingly warm and cordial.
For some reason, though, it gave people the strange impression that, whenever they stood behind the other, they might pick up something at any moment and help their friend crack someone's skull open.
"A workshop..."
Ji Jue sighed softly, one hand braced against his waist as though he had strained it while lying on the ground just now.
"Mm."
With both hands in his pockets, Lou Feng seemed to casually pinch something insignificant between his fingers before giving a slight nod. "A workshop."
Both of them were clearly smiling, yet their gazes nearly sparked against each other.
"I remember last time, in the Rift World, Brother Ji caused quite a commotion."
He suddenly sighed. "After I returned to the Workshop and home, I was miserable for ages. People laughed at me whenever I went out—I couldn't hold my head up at all. The bitterness of it all is beyond words."
"Yeah, yeah. I had it pretty bad last time too. Together with my Security Bureau comrades, I was chased through the Rift World by someone leading an entire pack of Homecoming Knights, barely escaping with my