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Drunk and pushed into the artificial lake, Gu Ci smiled and said, "You were too harsh, Third Master."

"Are you awake?" Lu Zhiyuan's calm tone contained a hint of gritted teeth.

Gu Ci wiped her face. "I'm sorry, my tolerance for alcohol is poor. If I said anything strange or did anything strange, please forgive me, Third Master. Don't hold it against me."

Lu Zhiyuan stared at her face, and Gu Ci's vision darkened. She fell softly to the ground. Lu Zhiyuan reached out and supported her waist as Gu Ci leaned against his chest, losing consciousness.

Silence enveloped them. Lu Zhiyuan looked down at her, and a strand of her long hair stuck to her cheek. He wanted to brush it away but restrained himself. Gu Ci's phone kept ringing; it was Zhou Li calling. Lu Zhiyuan declined the call, turned off the phone, and carried Gu Ci in his arms.

With the moon behind him, a lingering shadow trailed.

Global Center, 78th floor.