The moonlight shone in from outside the window like a white curtain of light, illuminating the ground clearly.
Looking back, Adolf saw a small figure not far away. He knew that it was Warner.
At this time, Warner was crawling forward with a flashlight, slowly moving forward. His entire body was wet, completely drenched in sweat.
The sweat slowly seeped into his thigh, sending waves of piercing pain.
"Hiss!"
Yme endured the pain. When he came to the door and saw Adolf sitting on the ground, he frowned. "What's wrong with you? Don't you think the moonlight here is very beautiful?"
Adolf revealed a hint of an unnoticeable smirk.
"Are you crazy? You're still in the mood to enjoy the moonlight under such circumstances? You're really crazy."
Warner felt that he was no longer normal.
"If you want to enjoy it, you have to go out and enjoy it. Why are you looking at it now?"
"Hehe!"