Zhang Lisheng had gradually become accustomed to seeing such a dramatic scene after staying with them for so long. When he saw the girls holding each other's hands while looking at each other with smiles, he shrugged and began to eat all by himself.
In the days to come, he had gone idle and just hide in his bedroom to cultivate witchcraft secret cultivation method. If he weren't doing so, he would accompany his mother and girlfriend, who both planned to leave New York. By the time he had sent both of them, one after another, onto the flight heading to New Mexico, it was already spring.
Walking out of New York's John F. Kennedy International Airport for the second time in less than two weeks, Zhang Lisheng, who was wearing a light spring outfit, walked agilely to his SUV and took a few deep breaths before muttering to himself, "It's finally time for me to throw a dice. I hope the result is good…"