Ling Long knocked on Little Taotie's door, "Have you figured it out?"
"Don't bother me." A cushion was thrown at the door.
Outside the door, Ling Long heard a "bang," took a step back, and frowned: "When do you plan to complete your next task? You're taking a day off every time you can't figure things out?"
Little Taotie grumbled, "I want to eat roasted fox meat."
"Can't do it."
"I want to eat fried fox meat."
"Stop messing around."
"Hmph!" Little Taotie ignored her.
An old face appeared on the floor-to-ceiling window, "Why not go see them? Maybe it will untie the knot in your heart."
Little Taotie's eyes flickered, "Can I?"
"Be careful, don't let others find out."
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Artifact Spirit."
The Artifact Spirit helplessly said, "You only call me Grandpa at times like this."
In the room, a vortex appeared out of thin air, like a space-time cave.
Little Taotie stepped into it with one foot, somewhat uneasy, "What if they come looking for me?"
