"I'm never trusting you again!"
Meimei planted her hands on her hips, completely exasperated.
"..." Kuku looked utterly aggrieved.
Pangpang, covered in dust, clutched the small bag tightly.
Shoushou turned away in embarrassment.
Yun Zhenyue, on the other hand, found it quite thrilling.
It was her first time experiencing a plane crash.
Heart racing, palms sweating!
Just like love.
Something most people only get to experience once in a lifetime.
She looked at the wrecked cartoon airplane before them. The rain had washed it away, leaving nothing but a puddle of paint. Then, she took off the balloon from her back. It was something Shoushou had ingeniously drawn to serve as a parachute.
'I have no idea where we've ended up.'
There was no sign of any ancient castle.
Just then, Shoushou drew a telescope and observed carefully for a moment before saying with a grave expression, "I think there's a village up ahead!"
Meimei was speechless.
"No duh, we can all see it!"
