Upon hearing Chonghui ask this question, Team Member Chen swallowed hard.
Followed by a second swallow, and then a third.
His brow tightened intensely, as if someone had tied a dead knot.
Chonghui maintained a smile, watching the other person closely, watching him raise and lower his hand, eventually not pressing it against his constantly rising and falling chest.
"If I had to say, it was definitely a 6... no, maybe a 7." Team Member Chen said, "Everyone was so disgusted we nearly vomited... if we didn't have tasks afterward, we would probably have fainted from nausea."
Seeing the other person's reactions and hearing the answer now.
Chonghui let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.
The conversation was finally understood.
Of course, Chonghui's expression showed no change whatsoever: "So, how many points do you feel the odor is now?"
