Ethan and the yellow potato on the ground stared at each other for a while, forcibly suppressing the tremor in his heart—he really wanted to pull this little potato out of the ground to see her in full view.
This chubby face made it hard for him not to suspect that what was buried beneath the soil was a classic three-heads-high figure.
But, there's time for that in the future.
He just didn't believe this little potato could stay underground forever and never come out.
"Little Potato, you don't want everyone to have to wear strange masks for the rest of their lives, do you?"
Ethan felt there was a deep misunderstanding between him and the earth element; in fact, anyone who knew him knew that he had always been a pacifist, advocating for resolving issues through peaceful diplomacy.
Now that he thought about it, he had only known Little Potato for a few days and hadn't exchanged information about the King of Gold with her yet.
