Before the 1st of July.
Gu An was still logging.
But when he returned to the Iron Heart Wood management office, Junior Sister Bai Qing began to flip through the manual with an increasingly pale face, somewhat apprehensive.
The axes with chipped blades were all hidden away.
Gu An knew that the other party also understood that the situation was somewhat unusual.
As for how the other party would handle it in the end, it was unknown.
Perhaps they had already asked others.
He need not inquire further.
On the last day of June, Gu An returned to his dwelling early.
Today, the noodles had disappeared again, no telling where they had gone to.
They tended to disappear once or twice every month.
For a short three to five days, or as long as ten or so days.
The other party's hiding ability was extraordinary, always emerging unscathed.
Back in his room, Gu An picked up the interpersonal manual and looked through it.
