"I think we might be running out of time today. Sunrise is in about three hours, and the Tree Guard will attack us," Yu Liang hazarded a guess, sounding resigned.
"Am I supposed to be scared of it once my injuries are healed?" Li Huazhao retorted arrogantly, holding his head high.
Yu Liang: "You don't have a say."
"Not democratic at all," scoffed Li Huazhao, expressing disdain for any association with a tyrant who ruled by fiat.
Yu Liang ignored Li Huazhao. After tonight's ordeal, they were both physically and mentally exhausted. They hadn't replenished their energy, and the security guard's warning was clear: it wasn't advisable to involve themselves in any more bizarre incidents at this point.
Moreover, during his Hypothermia State, the duration was short, but it still burned his blood, and the body's ability to produce blood could not recover in such a short time.
