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His voice was low and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time, yet it naturally filled the entire space.

"Um."

San Tai responded with a low growl, leaned back lazily on the sofa, and shrugged.

"I bullied the kids a little, is that okay?"

The man's gaze remained fixed on the pages of the book, unchanged.

"You'd have to ask Baihu."

"Sigh, Uncle White Tiger..." San Tai sighed deeply, "When is he coming back? If he doesn't come back soon, I'm going to bully all his subordinates."

Beidou chuckled softly. Apart from Chen Guan, who was a budding talent, San Tai was the youngest among them, so she was also the most relaxed one.

"Grow up quickly. Once you reach level ten, the White Tiger won't be so busy anymore."

San Tai shifted to a more comfortable position, resting his hands behind his head.

"I'd like to too. I've been looking for people to fight lately to see if I can break through in battle. By the way, the things inside that ancient temple I encountered this time were taken. Do you know who it was?"

Beidou nodded slightly: "It's me."

San Tai was so shocked he almost jumped up. Seeing this, Bei Dou chuckled and said, "Is it strange? I built all of those places myself. What's so strange about taking away things I once placed?"

"You built this? I wish I hadn't gone in." San Tai was sullen. She had thought she would get something good, but it turned out to be a house built by her colleague. She was disappointed.

"Alright, if you have nothing to do, go check on Liu Feiyu's situation recently. He'll be finishing his trial soon, so Baihu probably won't have time to go."

San Tai raised an eyebrow slightly: "So fast? It hasn't been that long."

Beidou said calmly, "Nandou's judgment of people has never been bad. How did you feel about meeting those children this time?"

San Tai clicked his tongue and slumped back into the sofa.

"A bunch of lunatics, gone."

"Oh?" Beidou seemed to have become interested.

"He's a madman, what else could he be? Especially Little Xuanwu, as expected of Baihu's subordinate, he has many tricks up his sleeve and is a very cunning person."

San Tai recalled the events, a rare absence of a smile from his face.

She paused, then added.

"By the way, I also introduced myself to those brats from Huaqing."

After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and carefully observed Beidou's expression.

After a while, there was no movement.

"What, aren't you going to yell at me?"

Beidou's expression remained unchanged. He stood up, walked around the large desk, and went to the window. With his back to the three desks, he looked out at the pitch-black night and the swaying forest in the wind.

"I expected this before you even left."

His calm voice rang out in the study.

"I expected you would meet them, and I expected you would say those things."

San Tai was stunned and didn't reply.

"We've been hidden for a hundred years, and many people have forgotten our names, or even why we exist."

Beidou's voice continued: "It's time to make them remember."

He turned around, and the moonlight outlined his silhouette in silver.

"At this stage, letting the world know that we are still here is more useful than continuing to hide."

"Ha, so you're praising me for doing a great job?" San Tai grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Beidou nodded slightly: "Well done."

"Old fox," she muttered under her breath.

Beidou ignored the title and went back to sit down behind the table.

San Tai quickly forgot about the previous topic and started talking to himself.

"Oh, by the way, the thing I promised my old employer to steal was exactly the same as the one on the altar, and they had it taken away beforehand."

"How embarrassing! I've lost another one of my already limited credit points."

She was indignant: "Who did it? Those useless Blood Wolf Gang members definitely don't have the ability. They can't even beat those two students, how could they possibly take things out of the container without anyone noticing?"

San Tai grew increasingly angry as he spoke: "You took the things from the altar, and what about the things in the car? Don't tell me you took those too."

Beidou shook his head: "That thing isn't with me."

San Tai raised an eyebrow.

"This is interesting." She sat up straight. "In other words, besides us, there was a third party who stole that revived heart right under our noses."

She tried to urge Beidou on: "Don't you want to know who did it?"

Beidou picked up his book again: "Everything has its own destiny. Since it chose to disappear at that time, it means that someone who needed it more took it away."

San Tai curled his lip, showing no interest in this mystical tone.

If she doesn't want to help, she won't; she'll go find the thief herself.

"You haven't told me how the other two children are doing," Beidou asked again.

San Tai thought for a moment and began to comment: "That guy named An Changqing is alright. He's smart enough and knows when to back down. Like his father, he's a smart man."

"That guy named Long Ao is a firecracker, he'll ignite at the slightest provocation, but he has a good foundation. With a few more years of training, he should be able to come in handy."

She counted on her fingers: "As for the last one, I've already mentioned it."

After hearing this, Beidou nodded: "That's good. Go and see Liu Feiyu."

"Okay, leave it to me."

She stood up, brushed off non-existent wrinkles from her clothes, and turned to walk towards the door.

"Oh, right."

As I reached the door, Beidou's voice rang out again.

San Tai stopped and turned to look at him.

"That revived heart," Beidou looked at her, "no need to look for it anymore, let it stay where it belongs."

"Also, remember to take your trash with you; it's all your fault."

"If you don't throw it away now, don't ever come back."

……

On the other side, the following morning.

My face felt warm and soft at first, then a feeling of suffocation.

Chen Guan was woken up by someone sitting on his butt.

He struggled to open his eyes, and all he could see was a fuzzy black and gold color.

Leopard had somehow slipped out of his pocket and was now squatting imposingly on his pillow, precisely covering his mouth and nose. The leopard fur coat was pressing against his body, feeling somewhat warm.

The long, furry tail flicked intermittently, its tip brushing against his eyelids, tickling him.

"Gurgle..."

The little guy let out a low, urging growl, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer.

I'm hungry.

Chen Guan pulled it off his face, sat up, his head felt heavy, as if it were filled with lead.

Mechanically, I pulled out some jerky with both hands and tossed it to it for breakfast.

Click, click.

The crisp sound of the leopard munching away was the only noise in the room.

Chen Guan leaned against the table and casually took out a piece of dried meat to eat.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting until the leopard finished eating, jumped onto the table, and rubbed its head against his hand. Only then did he seem to have a switch flipped and start moving again.

I drew back the curtains, and it was bright and sunny outside.

It's 6:30 in the morning.

The ginkgo leaves downstairs in the dormitory have turned completely yellow. When the wind blows, they fall down with a rustling sound, covering the ground with a thick layer of golden carpet.

Oh, autumn has arrived.

Chen Guan then realized that the seasons had changed.