"Xiao Chi."
The rainy night in Upper City glistened with a silvery sheen, the puddles reflecting the bustling yet desolate long street.
Wang Chong said, "You've done well during your five years stationed in Rhein City."
"Teacher..."
Chi Shou smiled and said, "This is what I should do."
Wang Chong released the hand holding the umbrella, the large black umbrella slowly rose in the air, its surface dispersing a circle of pitch-black ripples, transforming into a canopy covering a ten-meter round area, shrouding the mentor and disciple.
The sound of rain vanished instantly.
Beneath the umbrella, the world became even more silent.
Walking side by side on the street, although five years had passed, there were few words to exchange between mentor and disciple. They simply accompanied each other in silence.
After a long time, it was Chi Shou who spoke first.
"This mission seems urgent, is there any task in Upper City that requires me?"
The entire Central Continent is in chaos.
