Now, if Jing Huashui wanted to survive, there were only two possibilities. First, she herself detected the trap in this round and passed the red flower ahead of time. Second, the rest of the people saved her in that short second.
Lan Xing put his right hand on his chin, appearing deep in thought.
He had a feeling that he was overlooking something, as if he spotted the differences in a game of Spot It, but was completely oblivious to them.
This sensation made Lan Xing extremely anxious. Although he didn't sit next to the masked man passing the flower now, if Jing Huashui died, the next person might be him. Of course, he could refuse directly, but that would mean struggling for an extended period because he might miss the 73rd floor.
In a blink of an eye, Lan Xing suddenly noticed another person next to Jing Huashui. That person was Cangyi, who stood not far from him. Although all four of them were close to Jing Huashui, it was impossible to get there in a blink of an eye.
