Chapter 838: In the past, I was the main character.
[Old Cabin]
"Why are they rushing me?" Primo clicked his tongue, standing beside the bed. His bag lay on it, the laptop thrown inside. "That damn Heaven Liu really knows how to piss me off."
He snapped his tongue in irritation once again, raising his brows as his gaze fell upon the documents scattered across the bed. He stared at them for a moment before picking them up and marching outside the bedroom, straight to the fireplace.
Though it was still early afternoon, the fireplace was already lit. Time in this forest seemed different; he’d learned that on his first day in the cabin. Thus, even though it was early, he’d already lit it, as doing so later would have been challenging.
"I hate her, but if she goes down, everyone, including me, will go with her." Primo tossed the documents into the fireplace, nearly extinguishing the fire with the stack of papers. In seconds, the flames blazed as they devoured the papers.
"How bothersome," he murmured. "In the past, I was the main character. But now, my life lies in another person’s palm."
Primo watched the papers turn to ashes. When the fire was halfway through, he shook his head and turned around, heading back to the bedroom. Without wasting time, he zipped up the bag and slung it over his shoulder.
Moments ago, Heaven had called him. The call was brief; she only instructed him to prepare to leave before ending it. She hadn’t provided details, but her tone had conveyed the urgency of the situation.
"I hate to say this..." he whispered, surveying the small bedroom. "... but I’ll probably miss this place."
Ironic—perhaps laughable and silly.
This cabin was definitely the smallest place he had lived since joining the underground. However, nothing left a significant memory like the peace in this place.