Lin Xiaoyan followed Xuan Shiyi into the elevator, trembling.
Xuan Shiyi pressed the button for the eighth floor, gripped his Peach Wood Sword tightly, and stared at the elevator with eyes like torches, sure enough, it stopped at the fourth floor.
Xuan Shiyi took out his phone and sent a voice message to the group.
"Brothers, want to make a bet? Whoever finishes first wins!
The winner gets a million!"
The group all expressed their agreement.
Xuan Shiyi glanced at the group's messages, satisfied, and turned off his phone.
"Let's go! Let's finish off this ghost quickly! Then, fifty-fifty!"
Lin Xiaoyan shuddered, fifty thousand!
"Let's go!"
Since they were already here and couldn't leave, they might as well face the challenge!
Ghost? Who's afraid of it!!!
"Oh dear, where is this? Why is it so dark?"
Xuan Shiyi was the first to step out of the elevator, shouting in an exaggerated tone.
Lin Xiaoyan: ...
Too fake, the ghost wouldn't fall for it.
