Boom!
The door shattered as Long Yi walked in, saw Fang Zuo cowering in the corner wrapped in a blanket, and burst into laughter, "Hahaha, this guy is really something. It's my first time seeing someone trying to kill themselves like this. Are you planning to squat there for so long that you develop deep vein thrombosis in your lower limbs and then let the blood clot travel to your pulmonary artery to suffocate yourself to death?"
The question posed by Long Yi rendered everyone in the room completely dumbfounded, as it was so technical that no one present understood it.
"Cough cough, no worries, no worries, I was just cracking a dark joke. Seeing how you all look so chilled to the bone, I know I nailed it."
As he spoke, Long Yi walked straight toward Fang Zuo.
"Come on, tell me, girl, how old are you?" Long Yi asked.
"I'm not a girl, I'm a man, and I'm twenty years old," Fang Zuo said quietly.
