[21:00]
Bingo.
As expected.
Yi Lin remained calm and composed.
Li Changge suddenly felt a chill running down his back.
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion.
He subconsciously touched the back of his neck.
A bone-chilling cold transmitted from his fingertips.
This made Li Changge seriously wonder whether he had inadvertently developed some new effect.
——It felt so real.
"Hm?"
Old Pan raised an eyebrow.
His eyes widened slightly.
Having been busy all day, Old Pan was also a bit sleepy.
The temperature around them mysteriously cooled down.
Old Pan silently pulled out "Harley Quinn's good friend," propped it on his shoulder, and stood aside.
Yi Lin glanced back at Li Changge.
Li Changge frowned, his face wearing the look of an actor who magnificently played his part without understanding its significance.
——Ignorance is bliss.
