What the hell kind of responsibility is this?
If the filter knew what this old man was thinking, it'd definitely spray him to death with salty soda.
Shameless! Can't you see who's at a disadvantage here?
Clearly everyone who went in has never returned, that's called fate!
Before you went in, you said life and death are destined, but now they're dead and you're backing out? Really amusing!
Gritting her teeth fiercely, staring at the menacing roadblock and the deep-looking Diwu Yan, Luo Qianqian directly took out a nunchaku from her ring, raising it in front of her.
Seeing the people around Luo Qianqian and her intentions, the old man squinted his eyes, "What? Feeling guilty?"
