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編輯: Henyee Translations
The ghost king chuckled. "You've arrived here at the same time. How interesting."
Dugu Yamo yelled at him, "We got here first! We were the first to arrive on the seventh floor!"
Feng Liu stared at Dugu Yamo in terror.
How dare she?!
How dare she yell at the ghost king like that? That man could determine their fates!
She wasn't alone. The others were surprised as well.
But Dugu Yamo didn't feel that way. After Feng Wu sweet-talked the ghost king, it made Dugu Yamo think that the ghost king wasn't all that unapproachable.
As expected, the ghost king wasn't angry. Instead, he was over the moon.
"So, the Survival Team has a great chance of winning this time. Good. How interesting!"
The members of the Chosen Team all paled!
By the sound of it, the ghost king wanted the Survival Team to win!
How…
Ranmil clenched her fists so tightly that her long nails dug into her palms!