Seth wiped his sweat, put away the letter, wiped his face hard, and then pushed open the office door after he let his expression return to normal.

"Seth, my friend, sit down." Mlak smiled and stood up to greet him as usual.

"I met a strange woman on the road and it took a while to wait." Seth Qiang sat down with a smile.

"Woman, one is always not enough." Mlakvivi joked according to Mlak's character, "You have to take good measures, it will be troublesome to have children."

"You know, I run around all day long. My wife asked me to write letters home to report safety whenever I go to a city. Writing one is tiring enough. I can't stand it." Seth took the opportunity to tentatively, "When it comes to this, do you still remember when the last time I wrote to me? It's not official documents, but private letters."

Mlak scratched his head and thought, "That must be...a dozen years ago. I have been busy in the Western Region for a long time. I wrote to you if my wife has any contact with any man."

"What after that?" Seth scratched his head, "I always remember you wrote it, but I can't remember when it was."

Mlak thought for a moment: "It's gone after that, it should be gone."

"Isn't it...I always feel like there is."

Mlak smiled, "You're so confused, Seth, always thinking about things from the past."

"Haha, don't look at me like this, you can't be how old you are." Seth smiled on his face, but his heart fell into infinite fear.

Should I ask him, the prank of this letter?

Or...Mrak, he is really dead.

This...isn't...Mlak?

But this is indeed Mlak, who is the same as Mlak in the past, and even remembers the correspondence between letters and correspondences more than ten years ago.

Seth had almost subconsciously conducted the subsequent work conversation. It was not until the end of the work that he chatted casually in an extremely reasonable context, drinking coffee and saying casually: "Have you healed?"

"Arm?" Mlak rolled up his sleeves and looked at the shallow scar. "This shadow burns? Is this also called injury? Hahaha."

"Indeed, you've been through many battles, but I'm asking this." Seth pretended to be calm and gently patted his left chest, "I'm asking, is this matter in your heart? You know, I have never advocated revenge, especially for old friends."

"Are you talking about that skeleton?" Mlak also waved his hand casually, "Don't worry, I won't take revenge on him. I have a new plan to use his identity to suppress the expansion of the damn faith of the Elephant Clan. You haven't seen Midi's bad face yesterday. It's better than breaking 100 skeletons. If you use a knife to kill people, this is an excellent leopard hunter."

Everything is Mlak's style, and even this plan is full of Mlak's flavor without any flaws.

Seth also showed no flaws, as if the letter did not exist.

After leaving the company, he walked far away alone, constantly sweating, drying, and then sweating until he walked to the Qishui River.

He finally decided to tear the letter apart and throw it into the river.

"I'm giving me a difficult problem, my friend." Seth looked at the scattered debris, but his thoughts were pieced together, "Fortunately, I like to solve the problem, I'll solve it for you."

His pace gradually accelerated. He walked across the Zhongqiao and headed eastward. He soon found Suer's villa and knocked on the door gently.

Su'er also opened the door quickly and saw that Seth quickly invited him: "Sorry... the house is a little messy."

"It's inconvenient not to go in."

"It's okay, you must be someone Mlak trusts."

"Of course, because of this, I can't go in." Seth didn't dare to look at Suer's pajamas, but just looked into her eyes and said, "I've been thinking about it for a long time. If you trust me, please don't reveal anything. Anything that has happened in the past two days, including to Mlak himself."

"Um!" Su'er covered her mouth in surprise, "It actually happened..."

"What?"

Suer nodded repeatedly and said, "Mrak said, if you come to me and say these words, I will make me trust you completely and do what you said. Is there anything I need to help me, Mr. Seth."

Seth was surprised by Suer's unconditional obedience: "Don't you ask why?"

Su'er just smiled calmly and said, "I don't need to know. My father has told me since I was a child that a happy life means never knowing what I don't need to know."

"It seems he is an interesting philosopher." Seth smiled bitterly, "My order is simple, everything is as usual, just pretend nothing has happened, especially when facing Mlak."

"Okay, Mlak said that too."

"In addition, I may come to chat with you often in the future." Seth took off his hat and gave him a business card. "Don't have any pressure, just ask about the current situation. This is my way of communication."

Suer took the business card and nodded again.

"It's okay, ma'am, I wish you a happy honor to your father for me. If he wants to publish a book, I can introduce the publisher to him."

"I wish you a happy too, Mr. Seth." Suer waved his hand and smiled, "But I can't contact my father. He died of drunkenness ten years ago. You guessed it wrong. He is not a philosopher, but an alcoholic."

"Hahaha." Seth covered his stomach and said goodbye, laughing for a long time.

After saying goodbye to Suer, Seth crossed the middle bridge again, this time his destination was Chaoge Academy.

...

In Gu Aotian's room, he had already put on a white coat and sat upright, and the treatment notes were spread thinly on his thigh bones.

This time, he healed the Holy Light.

Even though he doesn't like this thing, as a professional doctor, he should treat everyone equally.

Jenny is a juicy and beautiful... no, no, imaginative, but full of contradictions.

On the one hand, she is the Virgin Mary, on the other hand, she is doing everything for the sake of profit; on the other hand, she represents the Holy Light, on the other hand, she is here to join the Shadow.

This is not a simple distortion of the three-view. The distortion of the three-view is the contradiction between the personal three-view and reality. However, for Jenny, she created the contradiction herself. In her internal battlefield, Quelio shines everywhere and the shadow of the Lich King rushes.

Of course this is a more artistic description. It is not a big deal to say that she is a psychopath.

If it weren't for those truly secret knowledge, Gu Aotian wouldn't have touched such patients.

But as long as the benefits are sufficient, Shadow and Holy Light can also reach a deal.

"Tell your story." Gu Aotian raised his hand, "I'm not sure it can heal you, but I will keep it a secret. Please open your heart."

Jenny murmured, "I don't know...how to open it..."

"It's okay, leave it to me." Gu Aotian is now familiar with the road and asked casually, "Why run away from home?"

"Well... Strictly speaking, it's not just running away from home. My mother forced me to go to a place, but I don't want to go."
Chapter completed!