Several times, he gritted his teeth and tried to act, but lacked the courage to make a decision.
Saying it is embarrassing...
He was afraid of pain.
Until an unfamiliar voice came from beside him.
"Can't do it? Shall I help you?"
The speaker was Tong Ji, leaning against the column of the temple.
Balder felt as though relieved from immense pressure, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Thank you so much."
"It's okay, I'm a considerate and kind-hearted older sister." Tong Ji took the parasitic galla and winked at him: "Besides, my contractor has been under your care."
"No need to declare sovereignty at a time like this, right?"
Balder shook his head, somewhat sentimental: "I didn't expect you to send me off... Is this what they call fate?"
Tong Ji looked down, playing with the parasitic galla in her hand, but didn't hurry to act. Instead, she suddenly asked: "Hey, Balder, do you know the essence of something like fate?"
"Hmm?"
