The Twelfth Game: Fire Springs Forest Park 26

"Stop charging ahead! Stay put and wait here!" she bellowed, mimicking Daddy Lu's commanding demeanor. Her expression was stern, exuding an authority that brooked no argument.

As the sixth-in-command of her organization, she has her own little temper too. "This is the last time I'll ask. From this spot, what's the quickest route out?"

"To the right, straight to the main gate," the nearest person to her, Gou Hao, froze for a moment before blankly responding. "It's the nearest way out, with a mix of people and plenty of exits."

Good! That was the answer she needed.

Outside the door, Huang Han had already moved closer, his arrogant grin standing out even more prominently. "Li Mu, I bet you never imagined you'd die by my hands. I didn't want to do it this way either. It's the game and God Lu that forced my hand. Since everyone is going to die, then let you die first."