Under the floating tower.
Archer Wei had just opened the door of the mansion.
He took off his coat, walked into the bedroom, waited for the heater to dispel the coldness around his body, and looked down at the terminal.
Riley Wu had slept for fourteen hours straight.
There was only one orange floor lamp on in the bedroom, and the light gently licked Riley Wu's face, giving his curly hair a soft outline.
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