He had calmed down after washing his face in the bathroom. All the agitation and negative emotions had dispersed. All that was the effect of wearing the mask for a short while; it was hard to imagine how frightening the results would be if he wore the mask while he was losing it.
When he walked out of the bathroom, Fatty was lying on the bed kissing the compass. He did not mind that the owner of the compass had just violated his back door. Furthermore, he was now turned into ashes.
"There's still something." Su Bai reminded. It was the bronze chest.
Fatty gave a bitter look. He looked at Su Bai. "That item is useless to you, trust me."
"Someone is planning to go back on his word."
"No no no." Fatty immediately sat up on the bed. "I'm not planning to go back on my word. I'm just giving you a friendly reminder, understand?"
"Regardless whether it is useful or not, I want it." Su Bai said.
