This year's winter was exceptionally cold. It was so cold that even I, someone who never liked wearing thermal leggings in past years, actually put on a pair lined with fleece.
At around ten in the morning, I arrived at the restaurant we had agreed upon. At a glance, I spotted Jiang Honggui sitting in the corner, with his stubbly, unkempt beard. I quickly walked over to sit in front of him, handing the thick stack of manuscript pages in my hand to him. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Jiang. Based on your narration, I have basically reconstructed the events of that time. I asked you to meet me today to have you take a look and see what parts still need revision."
He took a sip of tea, accepted the manuscript, and flipped through it casually. Immediately, his brow furrowed, and he seemed somewhat displeased as he said, "Hoh, you went ahead and wrote out all the real names from my account?"
Chapter 490