"Liang Zhiqiong, you've been eliminated."
Mo Shangjun said it in an offhand manner.
She was as calm as if she were informing Liang Zhiqiong about a routine IV drip.
Surprisingly, Liang Zhiqiong didn't freak out. She just curled her lips and didn't even cry.
She stared at Mo Shangjun for a while, gradually stopping the tears that were about to fall.
"Oh."
After a moment, Liang Zhiqiong slightly turned her head and softly responded.
It seemed she accepted the reality.
Such a blow wasn't unexpected.
Beforehand, she had mentally prepared herself—she knew she couldn't hold on.
When her health was better, she might have been able to fight for it, but now, with the special circumstances and harsh weather, her body gave out. Just lasting a day had exhausted much of her strength.
On one hand, she really wanted to keep going, but on the other, she had to consider Tang Shi.
