The Letter “C”

Butchie went back to Dongxing Township, only being able to feel truly relaxed at Sister Mei's. Her spirits had taken a hit during the recent battle, and she needed to relax and recuperate for a while. A person's nerves would be stretched like a bowstring after being in a high state of agitation for such a long time. If she weren't able to relax from time to time, the bowstring would snap.

Ace card artisans especially needed that kind of calibration. The difference between aces and lower-level card artisans was that the aces would deliberately calibrate themselves. Their resolve was more tenacious.

So, when Hugo recommended Butchie rest for a while, she accepted it on the spot.

"Sister Mei!"

Seeing the apron, and Sister Mei's utterly matronly appearance, Butchie felt a nameless warmth in her heart. The smile returned to her face.