The items on the lottery wheel changed, not only was the dew water that Su Hang most wanted gone, but there also appeared a gift that he couldn't bear to look at—Chen Jiujue's underwear!
Just imagining the scene of Chen Jiujue's underwear in his hand, Su Hang felt a wave of chills all over and decisively stopped the lottery.
Su Hang began to meditate to recover from his injuries. The night passed without words, and early the next morning, just after he had washed up, there came a knock on the door.
Opening the door, it was Cold Moon True Person, who greeted him warmly, saying, "How is it, do you think the clothes I'm wearing today have a special flair?"
"Indeed, they're quite distinctive, it feels like, you've stuffed yourself into a big sack," Su Hang glanced at Cold Moon True Person and turned his head to call the Howling Celestial Dog to leave.
"Congratulations, you have delivered a Spiritual Critical Hit to Cold Moon True Person, Violence Value +1!"
