As a monster with a conscious mind, Bai Yunfei's life was so boring he wanted to die. But dying wasn't much of an issue for him, as he would just respawn after a short while, merely helping him to pass that hour more quickly. To him, facing the endless stream of time in the future, this was utterly insignificant.
As he lazily passed the time by counting the number of times he blinked, suddenly, in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared before him.
"What the hell?" Bai Yunfei leapt to his feet, ready to attack, but then he saw clearly that it was Xiao Buli, who had left not long ago. Xiao Buli was holding a quaint, log-colored walking stick and was grinning at him with a menacing smile.
"Old Bai~!"
