Wenzhi hated this.
Ever since Xinyuan imprinted on him, everything had become strange.
Now the Esper was talking about B-class Guides, stabilizers, energy restoration pills, and overusing guiding energy like Wenzhi was fragile enough to break apart at any second.
Wenzhi was starting to believe Xinyuan genuinely enjoyed messing with his head.
Because that was exactly what this felt like.
And the worst part?
Wenzhi hated how much it was getting to him.
The imprint was definitely affecting him.
Still… This was peaceful.
There were no attacks, no collapsing buildings, no factions hunting them down every second of the day.
But Wenzhi wasn't stupid enough to believe it would last forever.
He changed into fresh clothes, pulled on a cap and mask, then headed for the door.
The moment his hand touched the handle, footsteps hurried toward him.
Wenzhi turned just as Xinyuan appeared, already dressed to go out too.
"Where are you going?" Xinyuan asked immediately.
