Accompanied by the opening of a magical door, Yu Sheng returned once more to the living room of No. 66 Wutong Road.
The distant sound of a baby's crying faded away, and the warm, bright light and familiar home scenery instantly dispelled the oppressive cold brought by the dark forest. Yu Sheng instinctively took a deep breath to soothe his somewhat tense emotions.
Hu Li couldn't help but glance back in the direction where the door disappeared, a bit worried: "Is it okay to leave the squirrel there like that?"
"I can't just bring it out," Yu Sheng shook his head. "The squirrel entered the Black Forest many, many years ago, and now it has completely become part of the forest. Bringing it out recklessly could lead to unpredictable consequences — but don't worry, it has lived in the forest for so many years, it will be fine."
