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Fish Bone looked at the starry sky, then at Lu Yin, who was standing not far away. He walked over. "Hey, buddy, about that thing we mentioned before—what should I do about getting my filth treasure back?"
Lu Yin was puzzled. "What filth treasure?"
Fish Bone stared at him, taken aback. "Didn't we say before that if we challenged Le Lou Ku Jin with music and won, you'd help me get my filth treasure back? There's no way you forgot, right?"
Lu Yin said, "Didn't I tell you that you were a member of the Dream Band?"
"Yeah."
"The Dream Band defeated the Death Band. I'm its master, and you're its master too, right?"
Fish Bone thought for a moment. "Right."
"Then why not ask Le Lou Ku Jin for the Building Blocks yourself?" Lu Yin countered.
Fish Bone froze. That was logically sound, but somehow it felt wrong. He'd felt that way last time, too.
All along, Lu Yin had been the one in charge of the Dream Band. He had gathered its members and defeated Le Lou Ku Jin, so everyone regarded him as the band's master—and the master of Le City. That was why, when Lu Yin had proposed continually challenging Le Lou Ku Jin, Fish Bone had instinctively assumed he would help reclaim the filth treasure.
But what was going on now?
Lu Yin raised a hand and patted Fish Bone. "You're the master of Le City. The affairs of Le City are your affairs, and the city belongs to you, too. The Building Blocks filth treasure is yours as well. Go ask for it yourself. Everyone has to take responsibility for themselves. Don't pin your hopes on others."
Fish Bone left, thoroughly bewildered by Lu Yin's words.
They sounded so reasonable, but he still