Hearing the voice, Emperor glanced to the side again. Mu Mo was tied up like a trussed chicken, his face ashen, while Exusiai stood with one foot on his head.
"You actually destroyed my..."
"Ah!!"
He let out an inhuman shriek. Exusiai lowered her head in confusion, thinking that she had not used much force at all.
Though deeply puzzled, she still moved her long leg away. Her sneaker left a clear print on Mu Mo's face, but Mu Mo did not feel the slightest gratitude. He still looked utterly hopeless, making Emperor shake his head.
"Exusiai, carry him inside."
Exusiai obediently slung Mu Mo over her shoulder and followed Emperor into the little dark room. After setting Mu Mo down, she turned around and came back out.
Emperor sat inside, a bottle of liquor still tucked beneath his wing.
"Ahem."
"Look at you. It's just a pirated record. And that signature wasn't even from a.k.a himself. No need to look so devastated."
Mu Mo raised his head in terror.
Emperor's adorably plump body was hidden in the shadows, like a silent, terrifying mountain range.
"Right now, you hate me and see me as a tyrant who destroyed your dreams. Two minutes from now, you'll leave with reverence and gratitude in your heart."
"I'll give you a reason you can't refuse."
Exusiai stood bored at the doorway, rising onto her tiptoes to watch Luna Kindred dance. But the distance and the crowd blocked her view, and every attempt ended in failure. At times like this, she was incredibly jealous of Texas, who had already claimed a spot in the front row.
So jealous.
Before two minutes had even passed, the little dark room's door opened. Mu Mo, who had looked utterly despondent just moments ago, suddenly seemed to turn colorful,