"Destiny, oh destiny..."
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Talk to me."
Li Pan also suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked the other person's beard.
It's okay. It's real and not an illusion, that's good. He almost thought he was driven crazy by the darkness and had hallucinated a volleyball to talk to.
The bearded face just glared at Li Pan,
"What is a volleyball?"
"A volleyball is... huh? How did I just say that?
Never mind, it's from a movie I saw before. A man was on a deserted island and had no one to talk to, so he started chatting with a volleyball as if it was his friend."
The bearded face snorted coldly,
"You think I'm your friend?"
Li Pan laughed and said,
"You're also idle, so we're jail buddies. Hey, what did you do to get locked up here?"
The bearded face,
"Heh heh."
Li Pan didn't mind,
"Then do you know what I did to get locked up here? Are we sentenced with a definite term, or is it for life?"
