"Doctor, is something wrong?"
Ever since the Doctor had spoken with Lin Wan'er, the Fatty had been able to tell that something was bothering him. It wasn't disappointment, but an indescribable unease.
Jiang Cheng withdrew his gaze. "Nothing."
The Fatty opened his mouth, clearly wanting to say more, but when he saw the Doctor's profile, he closed it again. He knew the Doctor's temperament. If he didn't want to talk, no one could pry a single word out of him.
After a long while, the Fatty seemed to think of something and offered a heartfelt reassurance. "Doctor, don't worry. Miss Wu, Huai Yi, and Wang Qi will be fine. Miss Wu is the law enforcer on the carriage. If the Candle Bearer forcibly tears open space to escape, he'll suffer serious backlash. If he really runs into Miss Wu, he'll be the one at a disadvantage."
"Mm." Jiang Cheng nodded.
The Fatty was used to Jiang Cheng's obvious perfunctoriness. He knew Jiang Cheng cared a lot about saving face, and perhaps his words had struck a nerve.
As he thought about it, he recalled Huai Yi's shameless face. The kid was doing remarkably well these days. Not only had he inherited the manor and become its master, he also followed the River Goddess around, calling her "sister-in-law" at every turn. He'd found himself a powerful backer.
And Wang Qi—he'd never expected that this seemingly serious man would somehow hit it off with Huai Yi...
Faces flickered through his mind one by one, like slides in a projector. Along with those familiar faces came memories of the past. Every one of these people, and every story tied to them, was unforgettable.
During missions, he'd witnessed the most despicable tactics, but he'd also been deeply moved by flashes of humanity. There was