"Wait, isn't that young man bald, too? What if he's also a monk?" Chicken Eighteen pointed at Song Shuhang's picture on the screen in puzzlement.
The young man had a shining bald head that was refracting the sunlight completely. This round and bald head resembled precisely that of a monk.
Bull Two smiled once again and said, "Brother Chicken, that's a freshly shaved head. Are your chicken eyes so bad that you can't even tell this much?"
The corner of Chicken Eighteen's mouth twitched… You son of a… that bald head looks like a goddamn disco ball with all that light being refracted. How were you even able to tell that it was newly shaved?!
"Stop fighting amongst yourselves." Wolf One clapped his hands. "Everyone, rest well and recover your strength today. Hawk Six, Rabbit Twenty-Two, give everyone the new equipment. We'll enter action tomorrow!"
