In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Zhang Po's mind, only to be dismissed one by one. The two stared blankly at the Biwei Silver Needle in Zhang Po's hand; the rhythmic light clearly indicated that Xiao Yifei was communicating something. However, the two couldn't decipher the signal, leaving them at a loss.
"What should we do?" Chang Wei asked Zhang Po, lacking direction.
"The plan has changed. Xiao Yifei is probably still alive. We should wait for him to return." After thinking for a long time without a result, Zhang Po decisively stopped and firmly told Chang Wei.
"What about the next match?" Chang Wei asked, since a two-against-five situation as captains seemed daunting for them.
"Give it our all!" Zhang Po's eyes gleamed with hope, and he smiled broadly.
"Alright!" Chang Wei's mood instantly improved, clearing away the gloomy shadow of the news of Xiao Yifei's death that had been hanging over him for days.
