Huai Shi couldn't bear to watch it anymore at the end.
"How about we take a break?" he tentatively asked.
Peppa, who had reincarnated directly in the core, couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention and just raised a middle finger.
Continue.
Meanwhile, the four Ultraman brothers had started playing mahjong.
Huai Shi sighed, scratching his disheveled hair like a chicken's nest, and turned to the skeleton, "What went wrong this time?"
"The first half was fine, but the second half felt off."
The skeleton rubbed its chin with its bony fingers, pinpointing the mistake Huai Shi had just made, but couldn't quite say exactly why it was wrong.
Don't ask, if you ask, it just felt off.
This is the instinct of a Great Grandmaster, unrelated to experience or anything else.
Just like how a bank teller frowns when they touch counterfeit money, having handled real money too many times, this perception has been ingrained into their bones.
