Frost Wolf liked the rain; his Ice Attribute was originally a branch of the Water Attribute.
He sat on the rooftop of a casino, under a sun umbrella, with a young woman standing beside him.
The woman was relatively short and stocky, but on the Wasteland, that's the standard of beauty.
Under the sun umbrella was also a round table, with wine glasses on it, filled with wine.
There were also some cold cuts and dried fruits on the table.
The woman would occasionally pick up a wine glass and hand it over, and now and then, she'd grab some food and feed him.
"This is the life," Frost Wolf exclaimed, taking a sip of the chilled wine and exhaling in satisfaction.
Just as he was half-dazed, admiring the rain, someone came running without an umbrella.
The runner stopped about two meters away from the sun umbrella and spoke respectfully.
"Sir, that middleman has gone missing, the trail has gone cold."
A while ago, someone approached them to help investigate Jian Lei.
