The Speaking Pork Trotter

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.

Naming Technique of the Night

Lordbluefire

Qing Chen was still sitting in the villa's living room, and so was Luo Wanya.


Before this journey through time, Luo Wanya had voluntarily come to the villa as a hostage, fearing that Daylight wouldn't be willing to save him.


Now he had finally regained his freedom.


"Benefactor, Xiao Luo will follow Daylight to the death from now on, through thick and thin," Luo Wanya, upon returning to the villa, grabbed Qing Chen's arm. "If I betray you, let me suffer a thousand cuts without any complaint!"


Although the boss of Daylight wasn't here, he judged that Qing Chen was a person in Daylight, second only to the boss in status.


So thanking Qing Chen was definitely the right thing to do.


Qing Chen, calmly sitting in his chair, said, "Speak properly, don't go about it with the gangster talk, and besides, not everyone who wants to follow Daylight can."


327. Jindai Kongyin of the North