At the same time, Dong Qianjun pulled the already somewhat frightened Zhang Ji to the box in front of the third checkpoint: "Now, you choose for yourself!"
Dong Qianjun let Zhang Ji choose for himself, and immediately, Zhang Ji was somewhat backing down.
"Well... alright!" Zhang Ji didn't dare disagree; now he could only reach in and then draw the topic along with Chu Mo.
"Top and bottom are one, guess a word!" The topic Chu Mo drew was like this.
"Harvest, guess a word." Zhang Ji drew this one.
It turns out, this checkpoint is set up with word riddles, and every checkpoint is set with different topics by Luo Hanshuang.
"Can you answer it?" As the whole venue fell silent, with everyone in contemplation, Chu Mo winked at Luo Hanshuang on the pavilion, then looked at Zhang Ji, completely ignoring Dong Qianjun.
