Now Xu Huo's situation can be seen on the Collection of Information Terminal; the sky is filled with flying surveillance devices. Watching the constantly flashing prompts, he had no choice but to connect the call.
Probably not expecting him to actually dare to connect, there was no sound from the other side for a moment.
"Can you get away?" The female player was still concerned about passing the level.
"I should be able to," Xu Huo said calmly, "After all, the painting is in my hand, I can pass the level anytime."
