"Mad Hatter…?" Jin Jiuchi's tone carried a hint of confusion as though he was digging deep into his chaotic memory. "Mad Hatter— oh! The guy who hosts the tea party! Good guy… he's a good guy! There is so much free food and drinks! Hehehe…"
Damn it, Shen Nianzu resisted the urge to facepalm with a frustrated groan. It's no use. Jin Jiuchi was simply impossible to talk to at the moment. He'd already had a few loose screws on his head to begin with and now it had gotten worse due to digesting the mysterious concoction. He truly had not learned his lesson from the previous Cycles, even after all the efforts Shen Nianzu had put in to caution him against putting anything – edible or not – into his mouth!
This damned husky must be a hungry ghost in his past life!
JJ's will can somewhat affect the Nightmare now? (⊙_⊙) Is that a good thing or...