"Fury, fury."
"Railing against the fading of the light."
These words should have been shouted, yet in Lorenzo's mouth, they became incomparably calm, his gaze like still water, murmuring of what once was.
"This is the encouragement of an old friend to me."
Lorenzo looked at Shao Liangye, took the Winchester he handed over, a smile lingering on his face.
"Not bad, I like it," Shao Liangye replied.
The office was quiet, more peaceful than ever; the sky outside was gloomy, but everyone felt as if bathed in afternoon sunlight, savoring a brief tranquility.
This place felt like a haven from the stormy winds and rains they would face once they stepped outside.
"So boring... Do you all like boredom?"
Shao Liangxi asked curiously, observing everyone with a relaxed demeanor; only she found it dull.
"Do you know the best fate for a weapon?"
