Hualong District.
Three-Nine Spirit Beast Fostering Base.
"Mr. Lin Guang, the Spirit Beast you’ve entrusted to us is here."
"Okay, thank you."
Amidst the admiring and curious gazes of the staff, the two of them looked through the glass at a large gray wolf joyfully running inside the ecological park.
The wolf was enormous, its gray fur sleek and glossy, frolicking with its fellow Wind Speed Wolves.
After playing for a while, it seed tired and began grooming with another wolf it had a good relationship with.
"It’s doing well, and hasn’t missed out on training."
Lin Guang smiled at the familiar Wind Speed Wolf inside.
This Wind Speed Wolf, nad Eleven, had advanced two levels during its fostering, now nearing Tier Two.
For a Spirit Beast without a contract, this was a rather fast progression.
"Mm."
Chelina, looking at her old friend, also appeared a bit lost in thought, gently saying: "It... should find a good owner."
She turned away, no longer lingering: "Let’s go."
Lin Guang nodded and promptly followed.
...
Mingguang District.
In front of Debang Logistics Company.
This was a considerable-sized courier company, with quite a large building and grand, elegant décor.
This courier company didn’t conduct ordinary delivery business but took a mid-to-high-end route, transporting goods of relatively high value.
At this mont, it was two in the afternoon, in the warm sunlight of a winter afternoon, with black vehicles and Spirit Beasts constantly entering and exiting the entrance, delivering those deliveries to each of their owners.
Lin Guang and Chelina stood side by side under the building, unfazed by the slightly surprised and surreptitiously photographing gazes of passersby and employees, just watching the bustling scene.
Lin Guang smiled, reminiscing: "I paid your penalty fee, and it wasn’t a small amount."
"Want to take a look inside? You should know soone there, right."
"..."
Chelina shook her head: "Not really."
Lin Guang, on the other hand, was quite interested: "By the way, why did you think of doing courier work back then?"
"At that ti... I didn’t know what to do, I was just browsing online, and saw their recruitnt information ranked first."
Chelina’s orange-red eyes moved slightly: "That’s all."
"That was quite fateful."
"Mm, that’s enough."
She turned and once again left with Lin Guang.
......
Chelina, without any intention of explanation, just wandered around the city with Lin Guang.
As if introducing the origin of her journey, or perhaps rely aimlessly searching for places that would evoke her mories.
But Lin Guang had no doubt, just accompanied her the entire ti.
This ti, however, he trailed half a step behind Chelina, and her mature aura and Lin Guang’s sowhat youthful face made them seem not like peers, but rather like a sibling pair with a significant age gap.
They wandered through the city like this.
Until the sunset began to fall, and the two arrived at the old town.
This was planned when Zhen Sheng City was still relatively new, with rather old-style residential buildings, but not lacking residents, bustling with life.
Chelina led Lin Guang through streets and alleys, reaching an inconspicuous neighborhood, eventually arriving at the entrance of Building Twelve.
All buildings in this neighborhood were old-style red brick exteriors, with clothes and quilts hanging from cent balconies, and the green-painted wooden windows that seemingly never closed tight, while the leaves of the Golden Birch Tree in front of the hallway had nearly all fallen, leaving only bare branches slicing the dim sunlight into fragnts.
She led him into the dimly lit corridor and ascended the stairs.
The lighting was poor here, with only a few dim incandescent lamps, but alongside were faint sounds of cooking and conversation, making the place feel lively rather than eerie.
Chelina stopped in front of a door.
Lin Guang looked over there.
The blue-painted plaque reading "201" was nailed to the green wooden door, and the unused handle was covered with a thick layer of dust.
She turned her wrist, pulling out a sowhat rusty key, inserted it into the lock, and slowly turned it.
Then, she opened the door and entered.
Lin Guang suddenly widened his eyes.
It was hard to imagine that such an old-style neighborhood would have a room with such massive floor-to-ceiling windows, and even harder to imagine that this cramped apartnt building happened to be situated at such an angle.
So.
In that mont.
When the door opened, the sunset poured in, and she stood in the radiance of the sunset, with her back to Lin Guang.
The room was empty, with only a bed, so seldom-used furniture, and neither a refrigerator nor a stove.
This was where she once lived.
Everything was preserved as when she used it.
She wasn’t lacking money... yet rented such a place as her residence.
Why?
At this mont, Chelina turned around, her orange-red eyes quietly gazing at him.
The youth gently closed the door, without speaking, without surprise, rely calmly eting her gaze, seemingly waiting for her to narrate.
She took a small breath in, then exhaled as if to expel the last trace of longing from within.
Then, she spoke.
"I am Texas."
"Chelina Texas."
"The most powerful clan from Columbia, the greatest traitor in Syracuse, the last of the Texas Clan."
"And at the sa ti, also the traitor of the Texas Clan and Syracuse."
The mont she uttered those words.
Chelina seed to return to that great fire, the scorching wind once again searing her face, rendering that exquisite face expressionless.
What she wore now was the sa outfit as that day.
So it was as if her hand gripped once more the sword stained with the blood of her father and her childhood friend.
And back then there was also soone... standing opposite her in confrontation.
That was her childhood friend, a girl about her age.
Lin Guang watched her, waiting for her next words.
Chelina said lightly: "At the very beginning, you told that once I recovered, I could freely decide where to go."
"That was our deal, our agreent, wasn’t it."
"During this ti, we each fulfilled what we should, so..."
Upon saying this, those orange-red eyes t the dark golden ones for a long while.
Until the sunset dipped once more, she softly spoke:
"I am very grateful for your help and companionship, but this all has reached its end."
"If you wish to respect , then please, according to my intention, let this relationship end here."
Her tone was so cold, without a trace of longing, as if the previous warmth and affection were all a façade.
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