The group of three left the private room.
Inside the private room.
The suffocating atmosphere finally eased a little.
Yet, the room remained utterly silent!
Mo Long, Wang Junkai, Huangzhou, and the others were so terrified they didn't dare to breathe heavily.
They stared at the table shattered into glass shards, their eyes full of intense fear, swallowing hard, bodies trembling like sieves.
What if that thing had landed on them just now?
Thinking of this possibility, they broke into a cold sweat even more.
Smack~
A loud slap sounded suddenly.
Mo Jiwu slapped Mo Long's face once again.
"Mo Long, you really have guts! Are you a dog... Can't move your legs when you see a woman?"
Mo Jiwu started berating him fiercely.
Seemingly unsatisfied, he slapped again, turning Mo Long around in a complete circle.
