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.
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When the two pickup trucks from Elder Qin's Family turned onto this small mountain road and saw the Jindai family's convoy, it was too late to back out.
It was on the eve of returning tonight, and no one expected to encounter such complication.
Qing Chen didn't understand why the teacher had to smear ash on his face.
At this moment, as the two convoys met, if the one in front was from the Jindai family, even if they didn't recognize the teacher who had been in seclusion for many years, Jindai Kongyin would definitely recognize him.
Smearing a bit of ash would be of no use.
Uncle Li Dong seemed to see through his thoughts and said in a low voice with a chuckle, "Don't worry, the one who can recognize you has already returned to the north."
Qing Chen breathed a sigh of relief.