Fang Che had left a long time ago, yet the hall remained silent.
After a long time, someone finally sat down heavily.
Took a deep breath, filled with the relief of surviving a close call: "My mother, it really scared me to death..."
This statement immediately stirred a reaction.
"Oh my... I'm sweating all over."
"Me too."
"Suddenly felt my soul had already walked the Huangquan Road, didn't expect to be pulled back."
"Heavens, I actually drank a meal's worth of wine with... Lord Fang today."
"...Why did you change the title midway? Why not just call him directly?"
"Go to hell, Grandpa! You shout!"
"I don't dare."
Everyone vented their complaints, and then they could feel their heartbeats racing as sweat poured down in waves.
Limbs felt weak, nearly unable to hold the chopsticks. Such a real experience of escaping death is truly... too thrilling.
"Everyone, should we go now?"
Someone was terrified.
