At this point, Chu Lai remembered someone else.

"Oh, right, and that butcher too."

"He's the worst. He wears a hood and is afraid to show his face, so he must look awful. What's worse, he dared to monopolize you for so long..."

In the end, Chu Lai had forgotten his original purpose and began to vent his anger unilaterally.

After listening for a while, Willy couldn't help but speak up to defend the protagonist.

After all, compared to this group of people, Xie Liqi could be considered a saint.

"I think Xie Liqi is a really good person, he..."

Before Willie could finish speaking, the door to the observation deck was suddenly pushed open with a bang. Even with the sound of rain masking it, the sound was still very clear, and both of them looked over.

The man had apparently run there in the pouring rain; his black coat was completely soaked and clung to his muscular skin, giving him a unique air of coldness and sharpness.

Looking up, his wet black hair clung to his forehead, making his face appear exceptionally pale. His eyes were downcast, and he exuded a fragile and desolate aura.

His steps faltered, his fingers trembled slightly beneath his sleeves, as he walked step by step toward Vili.

Chu Lai's expression changed slightly. He handed the umbrella in his hand to Vili and stepped forward to block him.

"Xie Liqi, what brings you here?"

The person whose name he called out seemed to be awakened from a wandering dream, their eyes suddenly focusing.

"...Chu Lai, you're here too."

He seemed to understand something, looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on Chu Lai's hand.

"So you've already gotten the last item."

Xie Liqi closed his eyes, letting the rain hit his face, taking away the last bit of warmth from his body, and his lips gradually turned pale.

A moment later, under Chu Lai's wary gaze, he opened his eyes, but looked at the boy behind the hacker.

“Villie, come with me.”