"Cough, cough, is that for real?"
Before the words had faded, there was a series of coughs inside the tent, as the young men were all shocked by the explosive gossip, their little hearts trembling.
"Hehe, I'm too young to be selected."
Lin Yixuan hugged Baoya and enjoyed the show, grinning from ear to ear.
"I'm only thirteen, so it's none of my business."
Lin Jinpeng, realizing the situation, grinned stupidly as well.
"I'm fourteen."
Feng Yi patted his chest and laughed with relief.
"I'm also fourteen."
Wang Meng straightened his back, not caring at all.
"You're in danger."
Feng Yi gave him a pitying look: "With a head like yours, some people would believe you're twenty."
"Hahaha."
The group of young men laughed heartily along, holding their stomachs.
"Brother Long and Little Medicine Fool are the ones who are really in danger."
