In her dream, she was lying on a soft bed piled high with countless Black Forest cakes, surrounded by magic candies of various flavors floating in the air.
The cakes and candies lined up, flying into Tunzuo’s mouth, making her feel perfectly at ease.
However, this serene comfort was soon broken.
A gaze that made her skin crawl caused Tunzuo to feel entirely uncomfortable in her sleep, forcing her to wake up.
Tunzuo opened her eyes groggily.
Before her vision could fully focus, a magnified smiling face intruded into her view without warning.
It was An Lin’s face.
She was extremely close to Tunzuo, their noses almost touching.
An Lin was staring at her greedily with an expression that was almost fawning, flattering, and held a hint of eerie, covetous glint.
“Awake? My dear little sister~”
“Waaah!”
Terrified by An Lin’s giant face, Tunzuo instinctively reacted.
The witch instantly transformed into a ball of thick black mist and zipped backward several meters, only re-forming once she hit the cold wall of the cabin.
Tunzuo clutched the handle of Huanye and opened it.
The pitch-black surface of the parasol was held horizontally between them, acting like a shield to isolate Tunzuo from An Lin.
“What… what are you doing?! I… I am very proper! Women should keep their distance! Stay away from me!”
Tunzuo stared at An Lin vigilantly, her dark green pupils filled with caution and defense.
An Lin was a bit taken aback by Tunzuo’s overreaction, but soon a brighter, yet chillingly creepy smile appeared on her face.
“Oh my, why is little sister Tunzuo so guarded~”
Using a nasal, affected voice, An Lin approached Tunzuo with an elegant, cat-like gait.
Her tone was so artificial that it gave Tunzuo goosebumps.
Tunzuo pressed her spine against the wall and raised Huanye into a defensive stance.
“Big sister just wanted to see if you slept well~ Look at you, you were so cute when you were sleeping, just like a little kitten~”
“Don’t come over! Your smile is so fake! It’s terrifying!”
Tunzuo waved Huanye around in panic, trying to stop An Lin’s approach.
To Tunzuo, An Lin looked like a mother fox full of malicious schemes but wearing a lovely smiling face.
An Lin paid no mind to Tunzuo’s resistance.
She ignored the protest and leaned right up against the canopy of Huanye, hands clasped together, little stars of greed sparkling in her eyes.
“Little sister Tunzuo, actually, big sister has some good news to tell you~”
An Lin’s voice was cloyingly sweet.
“What good news?”
Even though Tunzuo was full of suspicion toward An Lin, insatiable curiosity was the nature of a witch.
An Lin’s words made Tunzuo peek her head out from behind Huanye to ask.
“Do you want to return to the world that belongs to the witches together with us? That is, our exclusive Witch Paradise—Dunayala?”
Seeing Tunzuo take the bait, An Lin hurried to continue her seduction.
“Dunayala?”
Tunzuo paused, and the Huanye in her hand lowered slightly.
“That is the headquarters of the witches and the most prosperous planet in the universe, bar none!”
An Lin struck while the iron was hot, immediately launching into a breathless explanation of the world of Dunayala, sounding exactly like a fraudster pushing a pyramid scheme.
“The world of Dunayala is brimming with magic power. Just breathing in the air rich with magic will make your strength skyrocket! The best resources in the whole universe gather there. You can eat whatever you want; you will never have to go hungry like in this dump ever again! And…”
An Lin lowered her voice, leaned into Tunzuo’s ear, and whispered mysteriously.
“There are so many beautiful witch big sisters there, of all styles. Everyone lives together, plays together, and explores the mysteries of magic together. It’s simply a witch’s heaven!”
An Lin’s flowery rhetoric caused Tunzuo to have her judgment clouded by desire for a moment.
Never go hungry again? And there are lots of pretty big sisters? It sounds… actually quite good?
Although Tunzuo didn’t have much of a concept of witch society, the “never go hungry” part was enough to strike at her weakness.
After all, the feeling of starving was truly unbearable.
“Can I… really go there?”
Tunzuo admitted she was tempted.
“Of course! As long as you say the word, big sister will have the warship turn around right now!”
An Lin was overjoyed inside, but on the surface, she put on the appearance of a saint willing to sacrifice everything for her.
“Well… alright, I agree. I’ll go back to Dunayala with you.”
Tunzuo thought about it for a while.
There was nothing to miss here anyway, so she might as well go with An Lin and the others to a place where she could have a full stomach.
“Great!”
An Lin clenched her fists in excitement internally.
Her face blossomed like a flower; she could see a beautiful future beckoning to her.
“It’s settled then! Step one, big sister will send you to the Witch Academy. That is the necessary path for every witch to reach adulthood, and then…”
“Wait… what did you say? Go… go to school?!”
Before An Lin could even finish her sentence, Tunzuo’s relaxed body instantly stiffened upon hearing a term that was extremely sensitive to her.
“Yeah, go to the Witch Academy.”
An Lin said it as if it were a matter of course.
“Only after graduating from the Witch Academy can you be considered a true adult and qualify to stand on your own in witch society~”
“I’m not going! I don’t want to go to school!”
Tunzuo’s face instantly turned pale.
The twelve years of dark, sunless school life from her past life flooded into her mind like a nightmare.
That was not a place of learning; it was hell.
The floodgates of memory opened.
What filled her mind wasn’t the scent of ink on books, but damp toilet stalls, cold lockers, and the malice that hid behind the sunlight.
“I’m not going! I’d rather die than go! Sending me to school is the same as killing me!”
Tunzuo let out a piercing wail, her body trembling uncontrollably.
She remembered being sent to school by the orphanage as a child and how she was isolated.
The graffiti on her desk wasn’t formulas or the youthful words of boys and girls, but “freak” and “unwanted stray.”
Her drawer was stuffed with trash, her school uniform was shredded in her bag, and she was always the one forgotten in the corner during gym class and group activities.
What was even worse were those “jokes.”
Tunzuo would be locked in the dark equipment room, listening to the laughter and playing of classmates outside, hearing them count down the seconds, betting on whether she would cry out.
They even forced her to eat bread that had been stepped on and dirtied with malice, while those so-called “good students” claimed it was a “nutritious meal with extra toppings.”
The indifference and tolerance of the teachers made Tunzuo feel even more helpless.
When she tried to ask for help, all she got in return were questions like, “Why is it only you they bully and not others?”
During the twelve years from elementary school to high school, she lived like a humble mouse, struggling to survive in a labyrinth called “school,” forever starving, forever mocked, and forever… alone.
“No! Don’t come near me!”
Painful memories flooded in like a tide.
Tunzuo was panicked; her legs went soft, and she started to dive into her own shadow, trying to escape everything from her past.
“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t run!”
An Lin was quick, pouncing to grab Tunzuo tightly by the waist to keep her from sinking into the shadow.
Both witches lost their balance, falling to the floor with a thump, with An Lin pinning Tunzuo down and tangling around her like an octopus.
“Let me go! I want to go home! I want to sleep! I don’t want to go to school! It’s all full of monsters! Full of bad people!”
Tunzuo pushed desperately against An Lin’s face, which was right in front of her, crying out in despair.
Tears even leaked from the corners of her eyes.
Tunzuo had thought that after the hellish training by Antuxi, she wouldn’t cry again, but it seemed she still had a long way to go.
“Calm down! Little sister Tunzuo! Listen to me! Listen to me!”
An Lin held onto Tunzuo’s waist, refusing to let go, and shouted to convince her.
“Although I don’t know what you experienced before, the Witch Academy is definitely different from the schools you’ve attended! There is no bullying, no isolation. The witch mentors cherish young witches, and besides…”
An Lin leaned into Tunzuo’s ear and tossed out her trump card.
“Young witches going to the Witch Academy is a mandatory regulation set by the Witch Council! Even if you don’t go with me now, once the Council finds you later, they will drag you in for forced enrollment! And by then, there won’t be a big sister as gentle as me to treat you well!”
“Forced… enrollment?”
Tunzuo’s struggling stopped.
She remembered what Antuxi said before leaving and thought about that so-called “coming-of-age ceremony.”
Could it be… that one must graduate from the Witch Academy to be considered an adult?
Tunzuo gently pushed An Lin, signaling for her to get up first.
Seeing that Tunzuo had calmed down, An Lin quickly let go and stood up, smoothing her messy trench coat.
Tunzuo didn’t speak. She used Huanye to walk to the corner of the warship, back turned to the three of them, and took the exquisite envelope Antuxi left behind from her pocket.
As Tunzuo expected, the wax seal on the envelope automatically unlocked after sensing the magical fluctuations from An Lin and the others.
“I wonder what that wicked mommy left for me…”
Tunzuo took a deep breath, lifted the envelope, and pulled out the thin piece of paper.
Just as Tunzuo had initially thought, there was no long-winded talk on the letter, only a few lines in that very familiar handwriting, filled with mockery and mischievousness.
[Go to school, my dear daughter~]
[Only by successfully graduating from the Witch Academy can you be considered a true adult.]
[If your graduation grades are too ugly, mommy will have to spank you~]
Tunzuo: (ˉ-ˉ)…
Tunzuo was silent for 3 seconds after reading the content of the letter.
She let out a helpless sigh, but the corner of her mouth curled into a look of relief.
“As expected of that wicked mommy… even her final prank is so unoriginal.”
Tunzuo tucked the letter back into the envelope, stored it carefully, and turned to look at the nervous An Lin.
“Fine, I’ll go.”
Tunzuo closed Huanye and said with a look of hopelessness.
“I’ll go to school, to that Dunayala place.”
“Really?! That’s wonderful!”
An Lin’s heart was jumping frantically in her chest because this meant she had secured 80% custody of Tunzuo.
She pretended to be calm as she grabbed Tunzuo’s hand.
“Don’t worry, little sister Tunzuo, as long as big sister is here, I will never let you be wronged in the academy!”
An Lin’s internal abacus was clattering away: As long as she sent this stock with potential into the academy and helped her develop successfully, she could use this relationship to rise through the ranks.
This was a walking, human-shaped treasury!
However, just as An Lin was sinking into a daydream of becoming wealthy, Warner, who had been watching coldly from the side, silently adjusted her glasses and calmly poured a bucket of cold water on An Lin.
“I hate to rain on your parade, Captain, but there is a very realistic problem.”
Warner said expressionlessly.
“Are you sure that with your current financial situation, you can afford to raise a young witch who is in a developmental stage and has magical reserves comparable to a Great Witch?”
An Lin’s triumphant smile instantly froze.
“Do you know how many resources it takes to cultivate a young witch of Great Witch level? Do you know how expensive corresponding magic equipment and potions are? Do you know how much her daily food expenses will be?”
Every time Warner asked a question, it felt like a sharp blade was stabbing into An Lin’s heart.
“Based on her appetite, I estimate our squad’s budget for half a year won’t even be enough for her to eat for a month…”
An Lin froze in place, her brain rapidly calculating the various expenses.
Utilities, combat wear and tear, food costs, potion fees, equipment costs…
Deficit! All deficit!
“Gulp… my money…!”
An Lin’s mouth began to twitch, and her excited expression slowly turned to misery.
“I can’t afford it… I really can’t afford it…”
Liuli squatted to the side, watching her captain with schadenfreude.
“Give up early, Captain. It’s still not too late to hand her over to the Witch Council for upbringing. After all, the guardianship contract hasn’t been signed yet.”
“No!”
An Lin raised her head abruptly, a flash of determination in her eyes.
“Raise her! I must raise her! Even if I have to borrow money, I’ll raise her!”
An Lin clenched her fists as if she had made a world-shaking decision.
“The Supreme Witch once said, no debt, no ambition! A witch without debt is not a good witch! As long as I can feed Tunzuo well and make her my exclusive hit-woman… uh, no, my ace combat power, I will be free to be wealthy in the future! What is this initial investment compared to that!”
“It’s just money! I’ll borrow it! I’ll take out loans! I’ll work overtime!”
The more An Lin spoke, the more excited she became.
In her mind, the image of counting gold coins until her hands cramped appeared again, and that lecherous smile returned to her face.
“Hehehe~ I’ll be a rich woman in the future. I’ll go spend big at the stripper witch club! Then picking up those pretty little witches will be a breeze. Let’s see who dares to say us alchemy witches can’t find partners now, hehehe~”
Watching their captain fall into a daydream once more, Liuli and Warner exchanged helpless glances and sighed at the same time.
“It’s over, the captain is completely beyond saving.”
“We’re going to be eating dirt with the captain in the future, we better start making plans…”
Not far away, watching An Lin’s expression cycle from misery to foolish laughter, Tunzuo shivered silently.
“This big sister… she feels even less reliable than that wicked mommy Antuxi…”
Inside the sofa of the warship restaurant, Tunzuo was still immersed in a sweet dream.
In her dream, she was lying on a soft bed piled high with countless Black Forest cakes, surrounded by magic candies of various flavors floating in the air.
The cakes and candies lined up, flying into Tunzuo’s mouth, making her feel perfectly at ease.
However, this serene comfort was soon broken.
A gaze that made her skin crawl caused Tunzuo to feel entirely uncomfortable in her sleep, forcing her to wake up.
Tunzuo opened her eyes groggily.
Before her vision could fully focus, a magnified smiling face intruded into her view without warning.
It was An Lin’s face.
She was extremely close to Tunzuo, their noses almost touching.
An Lin was staring at her greedily with an expression that was almost fawning, flattering, and held a hint of eerie, covetous glint.
“Awake? My dear little sister~”
“Waaah!”
Terrified by An Lin’s giant face, Tunzuo instinctively reacted.
The witch instantly transformed into a ball of thick black mist and zipped backward several meters, only re-forming once she hit the cold wall of the cabin.
Tunzuo clutched the handle of Huanye and opened it.
The pitch-black surface of the parasol was held horizontally between them, acting like a shield to isolate Tunzuo from An Lin.
“What… what are you doing?! I… I am very proper! Women should keep their distance! Stay away from me!”
Tunzuo stared at An Lin vigilantly, her dark green pupils filled with caution and defense.
An Lin was a bit taken aback by Tunzuo’s overreaction, but soon a brighter, yet chillingly creepy smile appeared on her face.
“Oh my, why is little sister Tunzuo so guarded~”
Using a nasal, affected voice, An Lin approached Tunzuo with an elegant, cat-like gait.
Her tone was so artificial that it gave Tunzuo goosebumps.
Tunzuo pressed her spine against the wall and raised Huanye into a defensive stance.
“Big sister just wanted to see if you slept well~ Look at you, you were so cute when you were sleeping, just like a little kitten~”
“Don’t come over! Your smile is so fake! It’s terrifying!”
Tunzuo waved Huanye around in panic, trying to stop An Lin’s approach.
To Tunzuo, An Lin looked like a mother fox full of malicious schemes but wearing a lovely smiling face.
An Lin paid no mind to Tunzuo’s resistance.
She ignored the protest and leaned right up against the canopy of Huanye, hands clasped together, little stars of greed sparkling in her eyes.
“Little sister Tunzuo, actually, big sister has some good news to tell you~”
An Lin’s voice was cloyingly sweet.
“What good news?”
Even though Tunzuo was full of suspicion toward An Lin, insatiable curiosity was the nature of a witch.
An Lin’s words made Tunzuo peek her head out from behind Huanye to ask.
“Do you want to return to the world that belongs to the witches together with us? That is, our exclusive Witch Paradise—Dunayala?”
Seeing Tunzuo take the bait, An Lin hurried to continue her seduction.
“Dunayala?”
Tunzuo paused, and the Huanye in her hand lowered slightly.
“That is the headquarters of the witches and the most prosperous planet in the universe, bar none!”
An Lin struck while the iron was hot, immediately launching into a breathless explanation of the world of Dunayala, sounding exactly like a fraudster pushing a pyramid scheme.
“The world of Dunayala is brimming with magic power. Just breathing in the air rich with magic will make your strength skyrocket! The best resources in the whole universe gather there. You can eat whatever you want; you will never have to go hungry like in this dump ever again! And…”
An Lin lowered her voice, leaned into Tunzuo’s ear, and whispered mysteriously.
“There are so many beautiful witch big sisters there, of all styles. Everyone lives together, plays together, and explores the mysteries of magic together. It’s simply a witch’s heaven!”
An Lin’s flowery rhetoric caused Tunzuo to have her judgment clouded by desire for a moment.
Never go hungry again? And there are lots of pretty big sisters? It sounds… actually quite good?
Although Tunzuo didn’t have much of a concept of witch society, the “never go hungry” part was enough to strike at her weakness.
After all, the feeling of starving was truly unbearable.
“Can I… really go there?”
Tunzuo admitted she was tempted.
“Of course! As long as you say the word, big sister will have the warship turn around right now!”
An Lin was overjoyed inside, but on the surface, she put on the appearance of a saint willing to sacrifice everything for her.
“Well… alright, I agree. I’ll go back to Dunayala with you.”
Tunzuo thought about it for a while.
There was nothing to miss here anyway, so she might as well go with An Lin and the others to a place where she could have a full stomach.
“Great!”
An Lin clenched her fists in excitement internally.
Her face blossomed like a flower; she could see a beautiful future beckoning to her.
“It’s settled then! Step one, big sister will send you to the Witch Academy. That is the necessary path for every witch to reach adulthood, and then…”
“Wait… what did you say? Go… go to school?!”
Before An Lin could even finish her sentence, Tunzuo’s relaxed body instantly stiffened upon hearing a term that was extremely sensitive to her.
“Yeah, go to the Witch Academy.”
An Lin said it as if it were a matter of course.
“Only after graduating from the Witch Academy can you be considered a true adult and qualify to stand on your own in witch society~”
“I’m not going! I don’t want to go to school!”
Tunzuo’s face instantly turned pale.
The twelve years of dark, sunless school life from her past life flooded into her mind like a nightmare.
That was not a place of learning; it was hell.
The floodgates of memory opened.
What filled her mind wasn’t the scent of ink on books, but damp toilet stalls, cold lockers, and the malice that hid behind the sunlight.
“I’m not going! I’d rather die than go! Sending me to school is the same as killing me!”
Tunzuo let out a piercing wail, her body trembling uncontrollably.
She remembered being sent to school by the orphanage as a child and how she was isolated.
The graffiti on her desk wasn’t formulas or the youthful words of boys and girls, but “freak” and “unwanted stray.”
Her drawer was stuffed with trash, her school uniform was shredded in her bag, and she was always the one forgotten in the corner during gym class and group activities.
What was even worse were those “jokes.”
Tunzuo would be locked in the dark equipment room, listening to the laughter and playing of classmates outside, hearing them count down the seconds, betting on whether she would cry out.
They even forced her to eat bread that had been stepped on and dirtied with malice, while those so-called “good students” claimed it was a “nutritious meal with extra toppings.”
The indifference and tolerance of the teachers made Tunzuo feel even more helpless.
When she tried to ask for help, all she got in return were questions like, “Why is it only you they bully and not others?”
During the twelve years from elementary school to high school, she lived like a humble mouse, struggling to survive in a labyrinth called “school,” forever starving, forever mocked, and forever… alone.
“No! Don’t come near me!”
Painful memories flooded in like a tide.
Tunzuo was panicked; her legs went soft, and she started to dive into her own shadow, trying to escape everything from her past.
“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t run!”
An Lin was quick, pouncing to grab Tunzuo tightly by the waist to keep her from sinking into the shadow.
Both witches lost their balance, falling to the floor with a thump, with An Lin pinning Tunzuo down and tangling around her like an octopus.
“Let me go! I want to go home! I want to sleep! I don’t want to go to school! It’s all full of monsters! Full of bad people!”
Tunzuo pushed desperately against An Lin’s face, which was right in front of her, crying out in despair.
Tears even leaked from the corners of her eyes.
Tunzuo had thought that after the hellish training by Antuxi, she wouldn’t cry again, but it seemed she still had a long way to go.
“Calm down! Little sister Tunzuo! Listen to me! Listen to me!”
An Lin held onto Tunzuo’s waist, refusing to let go, and shouted to convince her.
“Although I don’t know what you experienced before, the Witch Academy is definitely different from the schools you’ve attended! There is no bullying, no isolation. The witch mentors cherish young witches, and besides…”
An Lin leaned into Tunzuo’s ear and tossed out her trump card.
“Young witches going to the Witch Academy is a mandatory regulation set by the Witch Council! Even if you don’t go with me now, once the Council finds you later, they will drag you in for forced enrollment! And by then, there won’t be a big sister as gentle as me to treat you well!”
“Forced… enrollment?”
Tunzuo’s struggling stopped.
She remembered what Antuxi said before leaving and thought about that so-called “coming-of-age ceremony.”
Could it be… that one must graduate from the Witch Academy to be considered an adult?
Tunzuo gently pushed An Lin, signaling for her to get up first.
Seeing that Tunzuo had calmed down, An Lin quickly let go and stood up, smoothing her messy trench coat.
Tunzuo didn’t speak. She used Huanye to walk to the corner of the warship, back turned to the three of them, and took the exquisite envelope Antuxi left behind from her pocket.
As Tunzuo expected, the wax seal on the envelope automatically unlocked after sensing the magical fluctuations from An Lin and the others.
“I wonder what that wicked mommy left for me…”
Tunzuo took a deep breath, lifted the envelope, and pulled out the thin piece of paper.
Just as Tunzuo had initially thought, there was no long-winded talk on the letter, only a few lines in that very familiar handwriting, filled with mockery and mischievousness.
[Go to school, my dear daughter~]
[Only by successfully graduating from the Witch Academy can you be considered a true adult.]
[If your graduation grades are too ugly, mommy will have to spank you~]
Tunzuo: (ˉ-ˉ)…
Tunzuo was silent for 3 seconds after reading the content of the letter.
She let out a helpless sigh, but the corner of her mouth curled into a look of relief.
“As expected of that wicked mommy… even her final prank is so unoriginal.”
Tunzuo tucked the letter back into the envelope, stored it carefully, and turned to look at the nervous An Lin.
“Fine, I’ll go.”
Tunzuo closed Huanye and said with a look of hopelessness.
“I’ll go to school, to that Dunayala place.”
“Really?! That’s wonderful!”
An Lin’s heart was jumping frantically in her chest because this meant she had secured 80% custody of Tunzuo.
She pretended to be calm as she grabbed Tunzuo’s hand.
“Don’t worry, little sister Tunzuo, as long as big sister is here, I will never let you be wronged in the academy!”
An Lin’s internal abacus was clattering away: As long as she sent this stock with potential into the academy and helped her develop successfully, she could use this relationship to rise through the ranks.
This was a walking, human-shaped treasury!
However, just as An Lin was sinking into a daydream of becoming wealthy, Warner, who had been watching coldly from the side, silently adjusted her glasses and calmly poured a bucket of cold water on An Lin.
“I hate to rain on your parade, Captain, but there is a very realistic problem.”
Warner said expressionlessly.
“Are you sure that with your current financial situation, you can afford to raise a young witch who is in a developmental stage and has magical reserves comparable to a Great Witch?”
An Lin’s triumphant smile instantly froze.
“Do you know how many resources it takes to cultivate a young witch of Great Witch level? Do you know how expensive corresponding magic equipment and potions are? Do you know how much her daily food expenses will be?”
Every time Warner asked a question, it felt like a sharp blade was stabbing into An Lin’s heart.
“Based on her appetite, I estimate our squad’s budget for half a year won’t even be enough for her to eat for a month…”
An Lin froze in place, her brain rapidly calculating the various expenses.
Utilities, combat wear and tear, food costs, potion fees, equipment costs…
Deficit! All deficit!
“Gulp… my money…!”
An Lin’s mouth began to twitch, and her excited expression slowly turned to misery.
“I can’t afford it… I really can’t afford it…”
Liuli squatted to the side, watching her captain with schadenfreude.
“Give up early, Captain. It’s still not too late to hand her over to the Witch Council for upbringing. After all, the guardianship contract hasn’t been signed yet.”
“No!”
An Lin raised her head abruptly, a flash of determination in her eyes.
“Raise her! I must raise her! Even if I have to borrow money, I’ll raise her!”
An Lin clenched her fists as if she had made a world-shaking decision.
“The Supreme Witch once said, no debt, no ambition! A witch without debt is not a good witch! As long as I can feed Tunzuo well and make her my exclusive hit-woman… uh, no, my ace combat power, I will be free to be wealthy in the future! What is this initial investment compared to that!”
“It’s just money! I’ll borrow it! I’ll take out loans! I’ll work overtime!”
The more An Lin spoke, the more excited she became.
In her mind, the image of counting gold coins until her hands cramped appeared again, and that lecherous smile returned to her face.
“Hehehe~ I’ll be a rich woman in the future. I’ll go spend big at the stripper witch club! Then picking up those pretty little witches will be a breeze. Let’s see who dares to say us alchemy witches can’t find partners now, hehehe~”
Watching their captain fall into a daydream once more, Liuli and Warner exchanged helpless glances and sighed at the same time.
“It’s over, the captain is completely beyond saving.”
“We’re going to be eating dirt with the captain in the future, we better start making plans…”
Not far away, watching An Lin’s expression cycle from misery to foolish laughter, Tunzuo shivered silently.
“This big sister… she feels even less reliable than that wicked mommy Antuxi…”