"What does it say? Who left it?"
The mute soul body was too weak and had long since snuggled into her pocket to sleep. Ying Lin, however, was still full of energy, using both hands and feet to climb onto Pei Ye's shoulder. Taking advantage of the high vantage point, he could clearly see what was written on the note.
Pei Ye sneered, casually crumpling the note into a ball and tossing it into the trash can. "Something left behind by an uninvited guest. You don't need half a brain to know it's nothing good."
She pulled over a sofa chair with one hand and sat down. Slumping into it in a classic slouch, her muscles finally got a moment of temporary relaxation. This was the cozy life retirement should be. Sleeping in every day until she naturally woke up, gaming late into the night until she was dead tired, eating, drinking, and having fun. How wonderful!
