"Hurry up and confess, or I'll make you drink pesticide." Li sat on the side, alternating bites of pork rice and singing in a gruff voice.
Brother Monkey also got a bowl from Li, but he didn't speak and just focused on eating.
Da Tou Cai finally relaxed after seeing the deer-headed puppet thrown far away, then mumbled quietly to itself for a while before looking at Zhang Ze.
"Let me ask you a question first, are you with those traitors?"
Zhang Ze, "Who... those in white?"
Da Tou Cai nodded.
Zhang Ze, "No, I'm just a passing Masked Rider."
"Alright, I... can tell you, but you have to help me!"
"Help you with what?" Zhang Ze asked.
"Help me drive out those traitors who want to destroy our home!" Da Tou Cai widened its eyes and looked at Zhang Ze solemnly.
It then lowered its head, signaling Zhang Ze to touch the tuft of hair on its head.
As Zhang Ze's fingers touched the tuft, the collective memory belonging to the Firefly Spirits flowed into Zhang Ze's mind...
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