Nearly twenty days had passed in a flash, yet it felt like a lifetime.
Grandmaster and the others had resolved the matter. He hadn't said much over the phone, only that we could return to Qingyang Temple and that he would explain the details once we were back.
Our time on the run had left an extremely deep impression on us, thanks to those two siblings, Gou Dan and Shen Zhiyi.
Life was like a circle, an endless succession of meetings and partings, and in most encounters, we were merely passing through each other's lives.
Even when we reached the foot of the mountain, the five of us still felt a little out of place, like wild men coming down from the hills.
In truth, we couldn't quite believe we were free again.
Boss Lei came to pick us up in the same big truck.
We all climbed aboard.
Before An Ning and Song Xiaotian had infiltrated that group, they had actually spent two days at Qingyang Temple.
An Ning had also met her master thief mentor, Boss Lei.
The five of us were heading back to Qingyang Temple this time. Once the truck arrived, we would get out first, and Boss Lei would drive An Ning and Song Xiaotian on to the airport.
An Ning and I were about to part again.
In the truck, we sat with our fingers interlaced. She kept her head down, looking a little sad.
Often, the hardest part wasn't the moment of parting, but the time spent waiting for it.
And time often flew during that wait. Before long, the truck reached the foot of Qingyang Temple's mountain.
After I got out, An Ning jumped down too.
She pressed all the money she had stolen into my hands.
I froze, then laughed. "Are