"Mm!"
Listening to Lin Baici's voice, Hua Yue Yu and Zhou Ya still felt a sense of security.
Xia Hongyao racked her brains, trying to reason out the critical point as soon as possible.
As time passed, gradually, no one spoke anymore.
Only Lin Baici silently counted the minutes, asking Hua Yue Yu and Xia Hongyao every three minutes.
By the third time, Hua Yue Yu didn't respond immediately.
"Small Fish, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Baici frowned.
"I feel so tired, like when I first started live streaming, having to sing and dance in front of the computer for twelve hours a day!"
Hua Yue Yu's voice was filled with fatigue.
Lin Baici relit the pine torch and looked around. Many people were clinging to the edges of the wine jar with their heads resting on their arms, looking exhausted.
"Could this liquor be consuming our energy?"
Lin Baici's brows furrowed deeply as he carefully observed everyone's condition.
Mm?
Where's Liu Liu?
