Larilo stared at Qiu Tu, dumbfounded.
She almost thought she'd misheard.
Who the hell keeps someone locked up in a pitch-black cataclysmic treasure for ten days, then lets them out and immediately asks them to die together?
For a moment, Larilo's mind practically shut down.
Maybe realizing Larilo's shock, Qiu Tu glanced sideways at Tang Feifei, then started bullshitting, "Your Highness, I think you should understand where I'm coming from."
"I just like you way too much. Wherever I go, I wanna take you with me. If I die, of course I'd love some company on the road to the Underworld—you, preferably."
Larilo was stunned for a second, then shot Qiu Tu a skeptical look. "So... what if I die first?"
Qiu Tu replied without batting an eye, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get a flashy funeral!"
Larilo: ...
She really lost her shit. She blasted Qiu Tu with a string of curses like, "You—", "Me—", "Your mother—".
