Chapter 35 The Unread Reply

In the afternoon, the sun blazed overhead.

The superpower user still faintly smelled of paste, and he somewhat regretted not taking a bath at the information dealer's house first.

The young lady next door didn't seem to have returned yet. Gongsun Ce took out his phone, glanced at the unanswered messages, and entered his home in a gloomy mood.

His emotions were starkly different from the night before. Everything had been fine just a dozen hours ago, so why had it changed by this afternoon? He knew the reason himself. It was their own fault, wasn't it? It was because none of them were as mature as they pretended to be. Qiluo, who always spoke her mind directly, was far smarter in this regard than the four of them.

He looked at his desk. Where it had been empty before he left, there was now a thick, large parcel on it, with a letter placed on top.

"Shh..."

He already had a bad feeling and nearly wanted to flee.