Wawu let out an excited cry, slipped from Miss's hand, leaving a wet trail as he returned to the bathroom. Qin Qianbai wiped her hands, pulled out Gongsun Ce's suitcase, and began stuffing his clothes into it.
"Don't look so glum, Ah Ce."
"Can you stop packing my luggage so naturally, Miss?" Gongsun Ce said gloomily, "And why did you all unanimously agree to this mission without any dissent?"
Shiyu Ling, who was examining a box of instant noodles, rolled her eyes at this: "What, do you want to tour the United States alone with that Knight lady, or play hero on the battlefield all by yourself again?"
"I..." Gongsun Ce found himself speechless. He sat on the sofa with the melancholy of a middle-aged man who's faced career setbacks, reluctantly observing everyone's actions. Qin Qianbai was fussing with his suitcase, Shiyu Ling was preparing emergency food, Alandia was curiously looking around his private apartment, and Qiluo was whispering excitedly beside her.
