Time ticked away, second by second.
The temperature in the forge shot up dramatically; even standing on the edge was scorchingly unbearable.
Su Pingping glanced at the temperature control gauge—good lord, it had soared into the red zone.
At this heat, the Qi Force couldn't last long, could it?
Lu Xiao still hadn't emerged, and there was no movement inside the furnace—it seemed he had kicked the bucket.
Continuing to roast him might even start to produce the smell of cooking meat.
However, Su Pingping didn't make a fuss. She gave it a little longer, wanting him dead for good.
"My big brother is awesome, it has been three minutes already," Guo Yan sighed, full of admiration in his eyes.
He had just endured two and a half minutes—it was really hot.
Especially after the two-minute mark, every second was torture, each one bringing a rapid rise in temperature.
"Awesome your head, he might already be dead inside," Chu Shengfeng sneered coldly.
