I Hate The Rain Not Because Of Bad Memories

"What exactly is hidden below that library?"

"Not hidden, it's sealed," Alyss said. "That thing has already been sealed for 200 years. Nobody knows what exactly it is."

Chen Zhao snorted. What a long history.

How long was New York's history?

How long was America's history?

This thing alone had been sealed for 200 years already.

Fali listened to them at the side.

She was rather interested in these things.

Nevertheless, she knew that Chen Zhao would have to take risks again.

Fighting ancient existences seemed to be his mission.

Fali worried about Chen Zhao's safety.

Of course, Chen Zhao would not admit that it was his mission.

It was just trouble knocking on his door.

What could he even do now?

Push Alyss into the rain? And then lock the door?

If he really did that, Fali would despise him for life.

Chen Zhao was really not scared of fighting.