Robio carried Walter while looking at Chen Zhao.
"I hope I can go see Walter whenever I want. If he dies, please notify me."
"Of course." Chen Zhao nodded.
"Walter, come here." Chen Zhao clapped his hands and went to hold Walter.
Walter was very weak. These few months of illness had made living more painful than dying for him.
"However, without my permission, you can't disclose where Walter went or any information about me, okay?"
"Okay." Robio nodded. "I'll tell Faur that I killed Walter."
Chen Zhao carried Walter to the car. Walter lay in Chen Zhao's lap and drifted to sleep.
At home, Chen Zhao mixed some perfect crystal powder in water and gave it to Walter. The effect was nice, but he needed to rest more.
Woof, woof, woof—
Only one person would appear by sticking his head out of the wall: Blackie. Walter barked crazily at him, clearly thinking Blackie was an intruder.