"Xiaolu, don't do this… Stop—"
Zhou Zhi's face turned pale when he saw Su Xiaolu's actions. He instantly panicked and incoherently said, "Xiaolu, don't do this. I'm injured. When I recover…"
Su Xiaolu looked at Zhou Zhi and interrupted him. "Fourth Brother, what are you afraid of?"
She asked him with a faint smile.
Zhou Zhi frowned. "I'm not afraid. I just don't want to make you suffer."
"It's fine as long as I don't feel aggrieved."
Su Xiaolu pursed her lips and smiled before continuing to undress.
Zhou Zhi closed his eyes. His voice was already trembling. "Xiaolu, what if you verify it and it turns out that this world is the real one? Then what would you do?"
Su Xiaolu pursed her lips and said indifferently, "So be it. What do you mean? Fourth Brother, there's something wrong with you. The you that I know is calm, wise, and sober. Why did you fall into such an illusion? As long as you're willing, everything can go as you wish."
