Chapter 1158 Sore Loser

• While the person in the bathroom was taking a shower, she picked up their phone to take a look. The lock screen displayed a familiar hand-woven grass wreath.
• Only then did she finally let out a sigh of relief.
• The grass wreath was a creation of her own hands, a gift for Barney. It was during her first mission to the borderlands when he had pestered her to bring back some local specialties. The environment at the border was harsh, filled with nothing but grass and trees, and if not that, then snakes, insects, rats, and ants. She had picked some wild grass from the roadside, dried it in the wind, and crafted a grass wreath for him. The gift had delighted him to no end.