“You hate Xing Chuan and I hate Silver Moon City. Although my friend is grateful for Silver Moon City for providing him with hope, I don’t think that Silver Moon City brought them happiness.” There was a tinge of anger in Harry’s voice. “Do they even know that they’d sent him into a place like Honeycomb?” Harry’s breathing became heavier in the dark.

“Sigh.” He let out a long sigh. After this long sigh, came a long silence.

“The people from Silver Moon City will arrive in two days. I want to leave before they arrive,” he said. “But don’t worry. The person you hate won’t be here.”

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