His eyes snapped open again.
Chu Bamboo shot up, threw on his jacket, and rushed out the door.
"???" Zhang Hai was completely baffled. He glanced around. 'What's going on? Is someone after Chu Bamboo? But there's no one else in the room besides us!'
"Wait, could it be because..." Zhang Hai realized something, his expression becoming a picture. He reached out a trembling hand. "Hey, even if you don't want to join the God Worship Society, you could've just said so, right? I can pretend yesterday was a joke. As long as you didn't just take the Cultivation Technique and run, it's not a problem. Did you really have to bolt like this?"
Although the reason was equally ridiculous, Zhang Hai couldn't think of anything else that would make Chu Bamboo act this way.
Wordlessly, Zhang Hai followed, planning to calm Chu Bamboo down. Then, he watched as Chu Bamboo burst into his room.
