"What the hell is your name?!"
Motan blinked in surprise, his gradually clearing memory instantly jolted by this recollection. He saw the man he had met not long ago standing before him, and couldn't help but sigh at how small the world really was...
Unexpectedly, Cordova was also stunned.
"Fire Yang?" Cordova paused for a moment, then looked at him in surprise, exclaiming, "You're Wanyang?!"
Fire Yang's eyes went round as saucers. "Who are you?"
"I'm your Brother Yu!" Cordova let out a hearty laugh. He spoke with a tone that startled Motan and Fire Yang, "What a tiny world!"
"Yeah, it really is a small world."
Motan turned ashen. Now he finally understood why Cui Xiaoyu was so upset that day—it turned out he was traumatized from playing the game...
"Brother Yu?" Fire Yang's reaction was slow. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead: "Damn, it's you! Cui Xiaoyu?!"
Cordova immediately pulled Fire Yang into a hug: "Yes, yes, it's me!"
