"Mo Yu's" lips curved higher and higher. Only when his figure had completely vanished did the dressing room door swing fully open.
Two Little Chicks, one yellow and one pink, scrambled through the doorway. Seeing Shen Ru still in the clothes he had arrived in, they grew frantic, as though they were about to miss the wedding.
"Shen Ru, it's been almost two hours! Even if you were embroidering flowers in here, you should be finished by now!"
"I'm telling you, sister-in-law, loads of people have arrived. You can't back out now!"
Meng Yizhi had a mission to complete. If anything went wrong with the wedding, he would spend the rest of his life slaving away for the Dark Night Guild. No matter what, he had to get Shen Ru out there on time.
At that thought, he picked up the wedding dress hanging nearby and studied how to put it on, reminding Shen Ru as he did:
"When you go out through this door, don't do anything rash. Sure, everyone here is a player, but they've all handed over their wedding gift money. Whatever happens, there are no refunds or exchanges!"
Shen Ru: "..."
Mo Yu had prepared this wedding in his consciousness pretty thoroughly. Even the wedding gift money was included.
Still, Little Pink could hardly be blamed for reminding him. Shen Ru's expression really was ugly right now, especially when he thought about that thing hugging him while wearing Mo Yu's face...
Fuck...
He felt as sick as if he had swallowed a fly.
Judging by the time, he had about ten minutes left at most.
Not only was time desperately short, but how to kill the Puppeteer had now become a problem too.
The Puppeteer had indeed lost his talent as well. The problem was that