Thanks to Wang Yan's quick reaction, he led Little Wolf and everyone on the giant rug away. If they had been a little slower, they would have been drenched in this bloody rain.
Standing in the distance, the people on the giant rug watched the blood rain pouring down in front of them, turning the entire ocean surface a deep crimson. The blue sea had already turned red.
As the sea breeze blew, a nauseating smell wafted over, making people want to vomit.
On the giant rug, Beiming Xue covered her nose and said with relief, "It's a good thing Brother Wang Yan got us out, or being drenched in blood would be so gross."
Ouyang Feiting nodded in agreement, saying, "Yeah, but at least An Beisan had the self-awareness to self-destruct in the end. However, even in his self-destruction, he didn't forget to disgust us one last time."
Beiming Heng shook his head, saying, "I'm afraid he didn't do it just to disgust us; there should be a bigger trick beneath."
"Really?"
