Captured (1)

It had to be said that Ye Lang's fireworks were indeed beautiful and dazzling, unlike anything anyone had ever seen. Those combined fireworks drew people into a dreamlike world.

And Ye Lang's fireworks changed every moment. Even now, not a single display had been repeated. That was what made them most captivating.

Because of this, everyone wanted to keep watching. Of course, there were exceptions. Someone desperately wanted Ye Lang to stop, and that person was—

"Are these fireworks really never going to end? Thirteen, you prodigal bastard!!" Seventh Brother roared, wanting to vent the emotions in his heart.

Forty minutes had already passed, yet Ye Lang's fireworks were still continuing. Seventh Brother could no longer stay silent. How much money would this cost? It would definitely be over a hundred thousand gold coins.

My heart... it was bleeding nonstop...

"Get lost! Stop ruining this beautiful scene!!" Third Brother kicked Seventh Brother flying. And at that moment, he was not the only one who wanted to kick Seventh Brother away. If he had not been the fastest, the others would already have done the same.

At that moment, everyone else wanted it to continue...

Seventh Brother only wanted to howl at the heavens, shouting that both body and soul had been wounded. Of course, he did not do so, because if he did, his body would be hurt even worse.

Thirteen, I hate you!!

"Achoo..."

As Ye Lang loaded the next round of fireworks and prepared to launch them, he sneezed, making the girls beside him turn to look at him.

"What is it, little brother? Did you catch a chill? We've been playing here for so long. It's about time to stop," Ye Lanyu said first.

"No. Someone must have been thinking about me just now! Let's continue. These