There was a moment of silence before the dazzling light in their eyes gradually vanished, and Yang Kai then vigorously rubbed his eyes, squinting and glaring at you.
"Little Kai, what are you doing?"
"That's not right; why can't I see Old Shu?" He felt like Old Shu was covered in fog, a color he couldn't describe, somewhere between semi-transparent and transparent. He couldn't see clearly, plus he sensed a strange fluctuation in the air around him. This is too weird!"
While saying this, Yang Kai turned to look at Xiao Feng: "Hey? Madman, I feel like there's something different about you too, but I can't quite put my finger on it."
"Yeah, I see the same thing, and like you, I see Little Yunyun covered with an indescribable fog," Xiao Feng replied.
"Hey, you two nitwits, is now really the time for a chat?"
Hearing your shout, Yang Kai and Xiao Feng burst into laughter.
"Old Shu, what's happening to us?" Yang Kai asked.