He really was beginning to like his new identity as Old Man Chen the sweeper. At the very least, he didn't have any burdens! He didn't have to think about anything, and nothing that was happening in the outside world had anything to do with him. The first thing that he did after coming here was stomp his own soul communicator into pieces. Regardless of what was happening outside, he was just a sweeper.

Finally, Chen Xinjie finished sweeping the drill ground at around noon, and at this point, the drill ground had become quite lively and bustling. After tipping everything he had swept up into the bin, Chen Xinjie prepared to return to his room.

All of a sudden, he stopped in his tracks, and a displeased look appeared on his face. "I already told you not to come and find me here."

Yuanen Zhentian chuckled, "It's alright, all of the kids are...