The meeting had ended.
Yi Lin sat in his seat, massaging his brow.
"Actually, are you feeling a lot of pressure?"
Molly approached, her eyebrows knit with concern.
She knew of Yi Lin's experiences.
She faintly knew that Yi Lin had once endured a period of despair for the future.
This was a little secret between Molly and Yi Lin.
"It's alright."
Yi Lin's brow smoothed, and he smiled. "This start, it's fairly ideal."
The start.
Yes.
To him, everything up to now was just the beginning.
After everyone else had left, Molly looked around, and seeing no one else in the meeting room, she leaned in close to Yi Lin and whispered, "I've always wanted to know... the 'apocalypse' you mentioned before, will it still happen?"
"It will." Yi Lin was certain, remembering the hints from Xiao Xi, and he nodded firmly, "It definitely will."
"Will we all die?"
"Heh, that's hard to say." Yi Lin chuckled lightly, looking at Molly. "But 'you all' won't die before me."
"Ptui!"
