Right now, Bingtang Xueli was sitting on a bench in a deserted corner of the park, hanging his head and looking as though he were pondering something with the utmost seriousness.
In reality, however, Bingtang Xueli was having a conversation with that five-thousand-year-old bastard of an Alicorn living inside the Alicorn Amulet around his neck.
"Altamont... do you have any idea how I ended up here?"
Chapter 101