Wen Ying explained again.
Hearing Wen Ying say this for the second time, the old man frowned. "Girl, who are you talking to?"
The first time, he had dismissed it, thinking the little girl was just putting on an act.
But this second time, the little girl's expression was so natural, as if there really were many people around them watching.
But what was in this mental asylum?
He knew better than anyone.
There couldn't possibly be anyone for the girl to be talking to!
"Old man, didn't I tell you? There are a lot of people watching us play our game."
Wen Ying's tone was so casual it made the old man even more suspicious.
"Then tell me, old man, where are they?"
Wen Ying shook her head. "I can't say. They're just somewhere they can watch us."
The old man snorted coldly.
"Playing mysterious games!"
In the time it took for them to talk, one of the heads defeated the other two and swallowed Wen Ying's knucklebone.
Then, it looked down at Wen Ying.
