The news that Maple Syrup and BS Rita had their breakthrough while playing Mahjong spread like wildfire through the battle chat. Foolishness, woken from her sleep by seventeen urgent messages about training applications, stared blankly at the night sky. She thought, Why is it so hard for her to find her own direction? And why is it so difficult to ask others for their thoughts at a time like this? She's such a stubborn mule…
She said this to the group of divine demons, but the chat fell silent for a long moment.
Boiling Orange: Sis... You were the same back then...
Ashveil: And Deceitful Bloom... the Captain... Graffiti... Drummer...
Deceitful Bloom: Don't list them. I didn't say a word.
Bitter Cup: I heard you got a Deceitful Bloom butt cushion?
Deceitful Bloom: Already burned it.
Foolishness: If you already burned it, why are you sealing your island?
Deceitful Bloom: I knew you were coming to steal it!
Meanwhile, the players in the chat were equally lively.
