Lin Fan said: "The mist gathered without dispersing, and I'm afraid this city will bring danger to other survivors, so I destroyed it. There is no Dongling City anymore."
Sure enough, they stared at Lin Fan in shock.
Of course, they wouldn't doubt what Lin Fan said, believing he could perfectly handle that kind of situation.
"Destroying it is also good; it's indeed a potential danger," Gu Hang said.
Lin Fan nodded: "I thought the same."
Then he put the photo away, returned to the room, picked up a crab stick, dipped it in sauce—truly delicious. His favorite is hotpot, especially spicy hotpot. The spicier, the better, even though it sometimes causes inconvenience. But he still loved it; it felt like a true delicacy.
Yan Nini and Tang Jiayu came out from the kitchen with washed vegetables.
The table wasn't big enough.
They stood behind everyone, picking up food.
"Let's squeeze and make room for two more spots," Lin Fan suggested.
"Sure," Gu Hang laughed.
