"Long time no see, [Life], I hope you can forgive and forget."
[Winter] stepped forward and greeted Hela, but his expression and speech remained as cold as ice and snow.
"Yes, my name is Hela."
After saying that, Hela turned her gaze to the little one who was clinging to [Winter] leg and hiding behind him.
"Are you [Autumn]?"
Hela blinked, momentarily incredulous.
" [Autumn], say hello."
[Winter] reached out and patted the little head behind her, pushing out the timid [Autumn].
"Hello... Sister Hela, my name is [Autumn], and I'm one and a half years old..."
[Autumn] gripped the iron chains wrapped around her body tightly, like a timid child greeting a relative.
Looking at this adorable child with a slightly flushed face, I was reminded of that ugly man from five years ago who looked like a Frankenstein's monster.
Hela thought that the Soup of Oblivion was truly a powerful thing.
You're so short.
"Um, I'm sorry, I'm only a little over a year old." [Autumn] lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong.
Hela took two steps forward, approached [Autumn], and gestured to estimate their heights.
Upon seeing this, [Autumn] quickly straightened up so that Hela could make the comparison easier.
"You're so short! I'm 1.65 meters tall, and you only reach my shoulder."
"And I'm only eight years old."
Hela's blunt words struck a chord with [Autumn]'s young heart, leaving him hanging his head in utter shame.
[Winter] smiled faintly and gently patted [Autumn]'s head, who immediately hid behind [Winter].
"He's only recently been reborn, and he's a bit immature in personality, so please don't bully him."
Hela scratched her head. "I didn't bully him."
"..."
"It seems your partner has arrived."
[Winter] slightly turned her beautiful eyes and saw Ye Yiqing and his group walking towards her unhurriedly.
As soon as he arrived, Ye Yiqing bowed very politely.
"Thank you to our two partners for waiting for us. The Light God Society eternally grateful."
"No, no, get up quickly!" [Autumn] hurriedly waved her hand.
Ye Yiqing nodded and stood up straight.
Are there only two of you here now?
"That's right, it's just me and this little guy right now. [Summer] will probably arrive around noon today, and [Spring] will arrive this afternoon."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yiqing frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure.
"Okay, then we'll wait a bit longer..."
Before Ye Yiqing could finish speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure with dyed Yellow Hair passing by the roadside out of the corner of his eye.
His pupils contracted slightly, and he even stopped speaking abruptly.
"We'll meet here again once everyone else arrives. I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now."
Ye Yiqing spoke to the group without turning his head, then quickly ran off in one direction.
Yuliu frowned; this was the first time he had ever seen Ye Yiqing show such an expression.
"I'm going to go for a stroll then."
Hela also turned around and went for a stroll.
"Boss, what about me? Do I need to come with you?" Tuote asked, Weier by the hand.
"No need, do whatever you want." Hela waved her hand, left the park, and headed to the buffet restaurant to have a good meal.
Seeing this, Tuote and Weier exchanged a smile, preparing to experience their last moments of peace, though those moments might not last long.
"Your companions have all left, don't you want to walk around by yourself?"
Seeing that Yuliu was still standing there unmoved, [Winter] asked coldly.
"No, I'll just go with you."
Yuliu lit another cigarette and gave a faint reply.
"Alright." Seeing this, [Winter] didn't say anything more and led [Autumn] back to sit on the bench.
Ye Yiqing's swift figure weaved through the crowd with incredible speed, seemingly unaffected by anything.
A pair of eyes, sharp as a venomous snake, swept over everyone, searching for someone.
Finally, he fixed his gaze on the white-haired middle-aged man who walked into the hotel.
Ye Yiqing immediately headed towards the hotel.
"Excuse me, sir, do you have a reservation?"
The security guard standing at the hotel entrance immediately prepared to stop Ye Yiqing.
Ye Yiqing didn't even glance at the other person, but instead pulled out a wad of US dollars from his pocket and threw it in the other person's face.
He walked straight in, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Hello sir, may I ask which room you have booked?"
"He's with my friend, the one with the white hair."
Ye Yiqing approached the front desk, asking questions as he placed a wad of cash on it.
The receptionist glanced at the money on the counter and immediately flashed a bright smile.
"Oh, you're with a friend, sir. Here's your friend's room number and key card."
Ye Yiqing took the two items, threw the money on the front desk into the trash can next to it, and then quickly went upstairs.
The receptionist, understanding the situation, glanced at the security camera and took the money out of the trash can.
Just as Ye Yiqing stepped into the elevator and was about to close the door, a woman wearing a very short skirt walked in.
"8th floor, thank you."
Ye Yiqing glanced at the other person and then calmly pressed the button for the eighth floor.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the woman was carrying the same access card as him in her bag.
When the elevator reached the eighth floor, the woman strode out and headed straight for one of the rooms.
Ye Yiqing followed silently behind him.
The woman held the door number and carefully checked the room in front of her.
After confirming that everything was correct, I used the room key to push open the door and enter.
"Oh, the Xiaomei is here~"
Inside the room, a middle-aged man with white hair lay on the bed covered with a blanket, his bare upper body exposed.
The woman immediately flashed a fawning smile, "Hehe, of course, I'm always on time."
"Should we start right away, or take a shower first?"
The white-haired middle-aged man grinned lewdly, "Uncle's been holding it in for ages~ Let's get started~"
"Okay, sure!"
The woman nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed.
The middle-aged man with white hair was just about to grope the woman's long, black-stockinged legs with a wicked grin when she stopped him.
"Wait a minute, let's agree on the price first."
The middle-aged man with white hair paused for a moment, then nodded, "Don't worry~ the promised eight thousand yuan, not a penny less~"
"Hehe, please enjoy, Uncle~"
The woman bent down, just as she was about to pull back the blanket, when a loud bang came from the door behind her.
Bang!
The sturdy wooden door was smashed open with tremendous force, and the metal lock flew out like a bullet, slamming against the wall with a crisp metallic clang.
"Ah!"
The woman and the white-haired middle-aged man were startled and stared in horror at the figure standing in the doorway.
Ye Yiqing stood there, his dark pupils still cold, like a grim reaper coming to claim a life, staring intently at the white-haired man.
"You really are incorrigible."