The opening performance of the Mid-Autumn Festival early morning gala left a deep impression on Lu Wenwu.
Even after watching the whole performance, as he reluctantly bid farewell to Bai Er Yi Yi and Black 985, and entered the Ghost Gate, transported back home to his training grounds, Lu Wenwu was still immersed in that explosive opening act.
Afterward, he glanced at the program list.
This amazing performance had a very abstract but fitting name—Sunny Day Doll.
"Damn, it was truly a freaking explosive ending!"
Mumbling to himself, Lu Wenwu looked at his wrist, where the Ghost Gate Secure Bureau Special Strategic Support Team Member Terminal was still working, and sent out a group message via Yin Xin to all the friends he had made in the past year.
"I've left the warehouse, feeling good."
Soon after, his personal wrist terminal started beeping incessantly.
A series of "Received" messages scrolled by frantically.
