The helicopter carrying Li Ding and Guan Fu landed at the Green Sun City Branch. As soon as it touched down, branch director Zhou Zhenhong and emergency response team member Wang Guangming were waiting to greet them.
"Vice President Li! Elder Guan!"
"Brother Zhenhong."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Li Ding turned to Zhou Zhenhong and asked, "Have you had any contact with him recently?"
By "him," he naturally meant Huang Tian.
Zhou Zhenhong replied, "We did before. But since he destroyed the Holy Light Society and manifested himself to speak to everyone, we haven't spoken with him. We've been waiting for instructions from headquarters and didn't dare act rashly."
He hesitated, then added, "As far as I can tell—ahem, this is only my personal opinion—Mr. Huang is fairly mild-tempered. Well, if we can call him a person. As long as no one angers him, he's quite easy to get along with."
Fairly mild-tempered?
Li Ding and Guan Fu exchanged a glance. Both thought of how Huang Tian had destroyed the Holy Light Society from a thousand miles away. A temperament like that... well, it wasn't so bad. He clearly distinguished kindness from enmity. Yes, that was it.
Li Ding pondered for a moment. "I came to make initial contact with him on headquarters' behalf. Zhenhong, what do you think we should bring when we visit?"
Zhou Zhenhong froze. "A gift? Well, Mr. Huang doesn't seem to lack anything, and he hasn't shown any particular interests.
"Wait, I remember! After he dealt with the nightmare at the Benevolent Nursing Home the day before yesterday, he said he wanted some dream artifacts—"
Guan Fu's eyes lit up. "So he does have a use for dream artifacts."
Li Ding looked thoughtful. "Zhenhong, tell me about every interaction you've had with him