"Is this yours?"
As Yang spoke, he took a pair of glasses from inside his clothes and handed them over.
Qin Manjiang's pupils contracted. Staring at the glasses, his mind briefly went blank.
These were... his glasses.
They had fallen into the fire at Threshold Cinema. He had thought he would never get them back...
Taking the glasses from Yang, Qin Manjiang gazed at them silently.
"That ghost left them behind," Yang said.
After a long silence, Qin Manjiang asked, "Have any of you ever come across a code name?"
All three turned their attention to Qin Manjiang.
He picked up the half-rimmed glasses and settled them on his nose. A faint smile appeared on his previously expressionless face. "He goes by Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior."
Hearing this rather playful code name, all three shook their heads. "Never..."
As expected.
Qin Manjiang nodded, said nothing more, and looked out at the pouring rain.
He could actually see the world clearly without these glasses, but with them, he could see himself more clearly.
On the way, Zhong Xueran asked Yang about Guanyin Village.
This time, however, Yang refused to discuss it.
He had never been one to withhold information. There was only one thing that could account for this: that incompletely explored area had placed Yang under restrictions imposed by its rules, making him unable to tell them what exactly had happened over the past few days.
It was already seven in the evening when they returned to Fu City.
After exchanging contact information with everyone in the car, Qin Manjiang got out.
Yang rolled down the window. "Mr. Qin, thank you for your help. I'm sure we'll be able to continue working very well together."
Qin Manjiang nodded without committing himself.
The car drove away. Qin Manjiang watched it carry the