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Filial piety is definitely not a word that can describe Mr.Cyclone now.
When he was contemplating in the backyard, Mr.Cyclone once thought about what he wanted to do the most.
However, the first image that came to mind was the scene of attacking Yuna from behind.
It has to be said that Mr.Cyclone was fascinated at that time. When he leaned back on the chair, completely relaxed, he remembered the exhilaration of attacking Yuna.
After shaking his head, Mr.Cyclone thought again, and Yuna still came to mind.
When she whispered her name in his ear, the feeling in his ear was as comfortable and natural as the gentle breeze in the backyard.
For a while, Mr.Cyclone was daydreaming and fantasizing about a great battle with Yuna.
Of course, in the middle, Little Dragon and Eileen would also join in, and the world war at that time, the four-way power struggle, was truly thrilling.
However, these fantasies are not what Mr.Cyclone should be thinking about right now.
Mr.Cyclone is a person who daydreams, but he is not someone who is obsessed with fantasies.
Although Mr.Cyclone loves gambling, he loves to compete intellectually in gambling even more.
Empty fantasies cannot win Yuna, pure fantasies are not Mr.Cyclone's style.
What Mr.Cyclone needs is a plan, a solid plan to truly get Yuna, so he is currently preparing step by step.
In a gambling match, victory or defeat is only in an instant, when the results are revealed.
There is no need to rush with Yuna's matter. When the war with the Demon Clan begins, he will definitely meet her. Mr.Cyclone is 100% confident about that.
But besides Yuna, the only ones Mr.Cyclone thinks about are Little Dragon and Eileen.
Last night's great battle, the intense battle from the night before, took some time to reflect on the various battles during this period.
At the same time, Mr.Cyclone also considered the upcoming battles and what kind of killer move he should use.
He went through every place in the bedroom and the house where a battle could take place, even fantasizing about how to train Eileen, who was wearing only an apron, in the kitchen...
Mr.Cyclone remembered something, it was a familiar scent.
Not Eileen's, but a kind of nostalgia that was deep in his memories.
Afterward, Mr.Cyclone remembered his mother.
"What the f**k! Wasn't there just one thing I needed to do?!"
After saying this, Mr.Cyclone busily went through another day.
Packing his luggage, even when Little Dragon curiously asked him at night, Mr.Cyclone just casually replied.
"Well~ I have nothing else to do~"
The same gesture, the same action, even the same tone, even when it was time to board the carriage, Mr.Cyclone still said the same thing.
Standing on the carriage and looking at Daniel who surprisingly came today, the two of them smiled helplessly.
"We really can't believe it, Mr.Cyclone has such strong initiative~"
Daniel held a letter in his hand and handed it to Mr.Cyclone.
"Damn it, Daniel, it's just a day..."
But Mr.Cyclone didn't reach out his hand, he didn't want to take the letter from Daniel.
"Hahaha, on the way, when I heard that Mr.Cyclone was going to the west... all you have to do is deliver this letter to the dwarf merchant group of those little third parties."
"Damn it, I'm just going home!"
At this moment, Daniel used his killer move, throwing the letter in his hand like a flying dart.
The envelope flew into Mr.Cyclone's luggage on the carriage, and at the same time, Daniel waved his hand.
"I'm counting on you, Allen's fate is now in your hands, have a safe journey!"
Mr.Cyclone coldly watched Daniel, who turned and ran, and silently accepted the letter.However, this is just an ordinary person's idea.
"Eileen, burn the letter for me."
"Well, this doesn't seem right..."
Eileen was sweating nervously, while Little Dragon sighed.
After explaining the situation of Mr. Summer and Miss Autumn, and instructing Joshua to take care of the house, Mr. Cyclone and his two wives set off.
The journey back to Hot Sun was smooth, and they arrived in just two and a half days.
"Oh well~ I'm back!"
