Fortunately, he could still move.
It would take up to three hours to fully recover from the fracture, so he could only endure it.
Yimamu was a little suspicious of what Fang Heng said. He moved closer to him and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what happened just now? Did you really not see anything?"
Fang Heng frowned. What he saw before the explosion was his biggest secret.
"I might have seen something, but I can't really remember."
"It's fine." Yimamu didn't think too much about it. He was even more determined to cling to Fang Heng's thigh. He patted Fang Heng's shoulder and said, "At least we're alive. We'll be blessed after surviving a disaster. Let's continue to watch the show."
Yes.
Fang Heng rubbed his temples, which were slightly swollen. He closed his eyes and carefully recalled everything that had happened in the hall.
The explosion was caused by him.
But why?
Why did it suddenly explode?
