However, Vivian seemed to sense Xiao An's gaze screaming, "Is there something wrong with you?" She immediately turned to her with an indignant look and said righteously, "What's wrong with that? For Lord Phaethon, this is just standard procedure! You're making a mountain out of a molehill!"
Xiao An's mouth twitched. Looking at Vivian's resolute expression, which practically read, "My idol is invincible, so this is perfectly normal," she was overcome by a profound sense of powerlessness:
Are you sure you're describing a human? That's clearly a humanoid Calamity! Forget it... There's no communicating with a hopelessly obsessed fangirl like this. I give up. I really give up.
When it came to a brainless fangirl like Vivian, Xiao An had completely abandoned any thought of correcting her. All that remained was a bellyful of frustration and the dazed feeling of having her worldview utterly shattered.
Meanwhile, Mo Wang seemed completely unconcerned with the wildly different thoughts of the two behind him. He had already stepped into the spatial rift with its unstable fluctuations, leaving behind only half his back and an impatient prompt:
"If you don't come now, I'm leaving without you."
His voice echoed from deep within the passage, unquestionable.
Upon hearing that, Vivian immediately rushed toward the rift as if she had received an imperial decree, her face flushed with excitement at the thought of reaching her idol. "Lord Phaethon! I'm coming!"
Xiao An looked at the bizarre entrance that seemed capable of swallowing everything, then at Mo Wang, who had already vanished inside, and Vivian, who was eagerly jumping in after him. Then she lowered her head and looked at the two videotapes still clutched in her hands...
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and, with the tragic resolve of someone who had boarded a