Pick A Side.
Meanwhile for the next few hours as the two men started continued to figure out the conspiracy theory down below, Tai Yang stayed up in his loft and scoured every inch of the internet. Even as they had started to cook, and as the pleasant smell of food started to waft upward, he kept his eyes on the laptop screen, unwavering from his task.
For some odd reason, as he'd confessed to everything to Li Jun, he'd felt a sense of calm. It was as if something in his mind had snapped, and he no longer cared about the silly things around him.
Why was he so distracted? There was no need. What was the need to be scared of Mr. Li? And what was the need to appease Li Jun?
In the end, he had a task that he needed to complete, and after that, he'd be returning to Earth 72 and kicking the bucket anyway, so really, no fluster or fear, or embarrassment was called for.