Chen Luo sat at the edge of the pit, looking at the hole that had already been lined with quilts and air cushions.
"What are you doing?" Bai Qiqi could not help asking.
"Performance art, but that isn't important." Chen Luo leaned back in his chair.
"What about you? Why did you come looking for me? And like I asked at the start, how did you get released?"
Chen Luo had stayed here, of course, to prepare Ismar's place to land over the next few days.
Or perhaps her head-landing spot, and chest-landing spot.
In any case, Chen Luo had never had the chance before, but this time, he wanted to be a good person.
Previously, Chen Luo had no way of knowing what would fall out of the spacetime tunnel or when it would happen. But this time, since he knew in advance, he naturally had to make preparations.
For example, laying down quilts and air cushions.
That way, when Ismar fell down, she could enjoy the weighty love prepared for her.
"Didn't we come looking for you because, after being released, you were my first priority? So of course I came to see you. As for why we were released, it was because our suspicions had been cleared. At least, fifty percent of them were."
Although Bai Qiqi was answering Chen Luo's questions, she seemed distracted. Her gaze was entirely fixed on the little fox trying to tear apart the quilts and air cushions Chen Luo had laid down.
When this pink-haired fox had torn apart her own nest back then, had she done it like this too? Bai Qiqi could not help wondering.
And what kind of madness had possessed this pink-haired fox to start wrecking the place here?
"Don't mind her. She's just mourning her lost