Folly Would Be One Thing, but What Is This Supposed to Be?

Cheng Shi's "anticipated" death did not come. Of course, neither did death.

Those enormous sun-like white eyes gave him a casual glance and let out a snort, tossing the question back to Cheng Shi... Of course, it might have been tossing it back to Lips of Foolish Play.

"Do you think your foolish act will have an answer?"

At those words, Cheng Shi tensed all over, but his heart suddenly relaxed.

Being scolded was fine. Being scolded meant the other party did not plan to attack, which meant there was still room to turn things around regarding his blasphemy.

There was indeed room to turn things around, but the direction it turned in was the one Cheng Shi least wanted to see.

Because the instant Folly finished speaking, the clown's mouth moved on its own again.

" you a parrot?"

"..."

A tingling electric current suddenly exploded from Cheng Shi's scalp, instantly pouring into his limbs and bones and raising goosebumps all over his body.

Kill me!

Please, Mouth Brother, just kill me.

I've had enough! I really have! I live every day on tenterhooks, treading on thin ice—what am I doing it all for?

To live until the day you screw me over and get me killed!?

Huh!?

Please, stop talking. Just kill me already.

Otherwise, sooner or later, you'll scare me to death anyway.

What Lips of Foolish Play said was indeed rather reckless, so much so that even Folly had not expected it. Their gaze abruptly froze, but they soon thought of something and let out another snort.

"So what?

Under these heavens, I'm hardly the only one who mechanically and rigidly repeats the same actions. Perhaps, apart from Nothingness, every one of us is a 'parrot.' As for whether Nothingness is one...

I used to think