The moment the robot entered the room, it went completely limp.
It was clearly a machine, yet it somehow managed to look like it was panting for breath.
It stared at Li Luo in shock. "You're really not one of them? You were in the safe house, but you didn't disappear."
"I'm not."
"Then who are you?"
"A Fire Thief," Li Luo replied.
"Uh, I know that. Where are you from?" the robot asked curiously.
"Paradise Island." Li Luo didn't hide anything.
Hearing this, however, the robot looked confused.
"Paradise Island?" It lowered its head, seeming to ponder the meaning of the words.
Seeing that it had stopped asking questions, Li Luo turned her attention to the room's interior.
The brass gong on the desk still seemed to be swaying slightly. From the ceiling, a hanging bucket dripped water from time to time. The crisp sound of the drops was incredibly distinct in the silence.
Li Luo strode confidently to the desk, standing before it as if she'd been there a thousand times.
