"I feel like our current situation is a bit off,"
Dangling upside down from the ceiling, Gong Gong said helplessly.
"You're absolutely right," the Military Governor sneered, "I think anyone can see that our situation is abnormal. You're quite the little genius, aren't you?"
"Is my skirt too short?" Tai Yin pressed down her skirt and said, "My mosaic is about to show."
"Really? Let me have a look!" Gong Gong turned in excitement, but unfortunately, he saw nothing.
The three of them had no psychological burden at all, still chatting away with trash talk and adjusting the atmosphere of the live stream, lightening up the otherwise terrifying environment.
They were brought back to the Ghost Bride's abode, their bodies tightly entwined by withered vines hanging from the ceiling, underneath which were the plaintive cries of the Ghost Bride.
