Jiang Shu had been left speechless by Liu Tingruo standing in front of him, not knowing what kind of etiquette to respond with.
"The zeal in this drama king's performance is really over the top," Jiang Shu rolled his eyes inside the egg capsule.
However, from the fox's actions, it could be determined that he had recovered from Devil Wind's death.
At least he was no longer aimlessly grieving.
At this time, Lang Tai entered the laboratory carrying a severely damaged mechanical body, casually dropping it on the floor alongside the previously discarded Diller.
The robot's head and body were barely connected, half of its body deeply torn, marked all over with slashes from blades and bludgeon wounds from hammers. The internal metal parts were strikingly visible, with electric sparks flashing from time to time, and oil continuously leaking from underneath its body.
The fox glanced at the robot and didn't say much.
