Thanks for the Cigarette

The girl with black hair slowly showed up. She just looked at Su Bai coldly and indifferently. Now, she was no longer calm and mischievous. Instead, she became a little hysterical, like an ugly girl who became angry, ashamed and stunned after her heavy makeup was suddenly washed off.

"Yes, I’ve underestimated you—not you, but the Sophia woman. If she didn’t tangle with me, costing me so much energy, you would never make it here."

A creepy smile appeared on the girl’s face.

"But none of them can leave here alive."

Su Bai shook his head and thought: We had never made such an extravagant wish that all of us could leave alive. After all, it was a story world for a group task. As long as he himself could survive, who’d care about others?

The purple aura was all over Su Bai, but it couldn’t send him away. They were in a stalemate.

"What?" Su Bai looked at the girl. "Afraid to reset me again?"