Jiangbei, within a certain secret base.
Zhang Yunyi, clad in her robe, pinched the chubby girl's cheeks as she focused on gnawing at a chicken drumstick, while casting her gaze toward the direction of the Extreme Cold Hell.
"He should be almost there by now, right?"
"I wonder what the outcome will be."
Murmuring to herself, an unusual hint of nervousness appeared on Zhang Yunyi's face.
She loathed this feeling of powerlessness, of being able to do nothing but gamble with fate.
But she had no choice.
The decision was not hers to make; she was powerless to resist.
Zhang Yunyi's worry caught the attention of the plump girl beside her. After a moment of hesitation, she pulled the half-eaten chicken drumstick from her mouth and offered it to Zhang Yunyi.
"Auntie, don't cry, eat!"
Zhang Yunyi did not mind the mess; she smiled warmly and, with a loud chomp, bit down hard, devouring the drumstick until only the bone was left.
