It's been decades since Lai Fu departed, and in all this long time, Chen Zhou feels he can no longer mourn it.
Colorful life, endless tasks, tight challenges, hustling for survival…
These things have filled his heart, including Paul and Bi Kai.
Until his partners left, and he became a loner once again.
When Chen Zhou sits in the wilderness, lights a bonfire, and after so long, roasts a perfectly delicious duck with the simplest seasonings.
Taking a bite and staring at the delicacy skewered on a stick, he feels as though the past is yesterday, as if he's back on that island for so many nights, inhaling the scent of burning wood and charcoal, and that unique, sun-warmed dog smell.
Then and there, just like now.
Tiger Third can't understand the Leader's words, but it can sense Chen Zhou's mood.
It nudges Chen Zhou with its big head, then stretches its tongue out to lick Chen Zhou's face.
Eating meat all day, Saw-toothed Tiger's saliva naturally carries a whiff of stench.
