"Click..."
The iron gate was pushed open from the outside. A chubby man with an umbrella stood at the door, Bayi was back.
Actually, in the normal course of things, on this day, the fat guy should have been strolling by the Huangpu River, conversing with the lingering soul of the Princess of the Qin Dynasty trapped within him. He hadn't even left Shanghai and had even come back to verify whether the little guy had been taken away.
However, the original timeline had deviated at this point. Monk had sent the fat guy a brief and concise WeChat message, stating this was a world of stories and we were all clones, asking him to come back.
Monk was not one to joke. If he did joke, it would be with some elegance, not mocking others. The fat guy believed in this respect. Besides, even though he had played them yesterday, finding an excuse to leave this place, the fat guy really didn't believe they would actually deceive him to come back just to be slaughtered.
