"So, are you really sure they've set up the MOF here?"
Standing at the entrance to the otherworld, Matsubon looked inside at the still rundown facilities that seemed unchanged, and couldn't help but frown. In its view, this place was still the same as before, a large garbage collection area with no changes at all.
However, Fang Zheng appeared very calm.
"It's all set. Are you planning to be tourists? Or are you coming backstage with me?"
"Of course, it's....."
Matsubon initially wanted to say "I want to go in and take a look," but on second thought, the saying "better him than me" came to mind. Fang Zheng seemed so calm; who knows what kind of tricks they pulled inside? Being the head of the actors, a leader of sorts, losing face in front of the staff, especially those jerks Macaron and Tiramisu, would mean they'd laugh at it forever!
It wasn't about to fall for that!
"Go backstage to the MOF!"
"Doesn't matter, let's just stick to the original plan."
