At Li Feng words, Goldie didn't reply.
Goldie simply stood there, staring at him intently as if committing its master's face to memory.
Slowly, the wooden puppet removed its black cloak, lowered it gently and placed it beside Li Feng.
"Goldie?"
Li Feng tilted his head in confusion at this.
He stared at the kneeling wooden puppet before him, baffled by its sudden gesture.
The grass swayed lightly around them as the sky grew darker under the rushing black tide.
After still not getting any answer, Li Feng blinked as his gaze shifting to the black cloak lying beside him.
"Did something happen to your cloak? Do you want another one?"
"..."
No answers came.
Goldie slowly rose to its feet and turned its back toward Li Feng.
"Hey! Where are you going? Let's get out of here!"
Li Feng shouted, his brows furrowing as he stared at Goldie's retreating back and growing more confuse at the same time.
