"Are you crazy? Waiting for persimmons again? I'll pick them for you if you want to eat!"
Liuzi stepped outside and immediately saw Gu Tao standing under the persimmon tree with his mouth open, looking at first glance as if he had been hanged – quite a scary sight early in the morning.
"I just don't get it, why won't a single one fall down."
Gu Tao looked at the persimmon with dissatisfaction, spit on the ground, and muttered, "What's wrong with it?"
"Enough already, there are some inside; why are you fussing over a persimmon?" Liuzi said, her gaze drifting past Gu Tao, "Where's Xin Chen?"
Gu Tao, who was scrutinizing a persimmon that seemed like it might fall, was startled by the mention and slapped his forehead forcefully, "I almost forgot about him."
With that, he snapped his fingers, "Guardian, bring him down."
