Naming Technique of the Night
In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
116. Raid the Camp
"Rest assured, once we encounter danger, both my student and I will extend our help," Uncle Li Dong promised to Qin Cheng.
Qin Tong listened to these words and silently sized up Qing Chen; he saw that the youth was skinny and tall, his face determined yet his skin was fair and gentle, not at all like someone who had killed before.
Such a youth seemed like he should be staying at a place like City University No. 18.
Meanwhile, Qing Chen looked at Uncle Li Dong in surprise; he had thought his own teacher would not bother with such trifles.
Seeing the confusion on his face, Uncle Li Dong spoke in a low voice, "I used not to intervene before because I was afraid of frightening others, but now they don't know who I am, so of course there's no problem with lending a hand. What does it matter to me, Uncle Li Dong, if Mr. Wood lends his help?"
It was not until that moment that Qing Chen felt he was slowly beginning to understand what kind of person his teacher truly was.