Stepping out of the study, Fatty discarded the tumultuous thoughts in his mind.
By nature, he disliked war; his journey to this day was merely driven by fate. For complex and difficult problems, Fatty never liked to spend too much time and effort bothering himself with them. Anyway, the bandit army couldn't be hidden any longer. Whoever stood in the way, he would fight them to the death! Overthinking brought no benefits. In a limited life, seeking unlimited joy was Master Fatty's true nature.
Like now... Helen seemed to be taking a bath.
Why was she taking a bath now? It must be on purpose!
The cold, stern faces of Sobel and Leefer were quickly kicked to the back of his mind. Fatty sneakily tiptoed up to the second floor. The electronic lock on Helen's room only held for three seconds before the green light turned on.
