Seeing Di Tou stand there awkwardly, Fatty Liao said, "Sit, sit. I'm not so petty that I won't even let you take a seat. I'll be back in a moment."
Letting out a nod, Di Tou pulled out the seat he had just pushed in and absentmindedly sat down. Smiling, Fatty Liao walked into the back room to go whip something up.
Back in the main room, Di Tou couldn't help but feel dizzy now that he was finally left alone with his thoughts. He, he was back?
Looking down at his hands and recalling that horrible experience, Di Tou couldn't help but want to vomit as rash thoughts clouded his mind. Turning his eyes, Di Tou stared at the entrance to the basement and couldn't help but wonder. If he had arrived here again, back in the bakery… even if the building had changed, would the secret entrance still be there?
And would it be working? If it was working, he knew where the button was…
