There Seem to Be Quite a Few Troublemakers...

Feng Wang's body stiffened slightly. Looking into those eyes, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Why had Xie Antong come specifically to speak to her? Had she noticed something?

Feng Wang: ...

But in the end, she could not hold back and asked in return:

"What do you mean it won't last until the seventh day?"

"Even if six matches are truly cleared ahead of time, according to this game's rules, the game still won't end."

"Are you saying that all the troublemakers will be killed before the seventh day?"

Xie Antong replied with a smile:

"Why can't it be that all the players will be killed before the seventh day?"

"Because the guy who keeps sleeping is very strong. I don't think anyone can kill him," Feng Wang replied calmly, patting the person in front of her on the shoulder.

Their conversation flowed without the slightest obstacle, question and answer.

It was just a little strange. During the players' daytime phase, Sin had actually let his partner become his spokesperson.

And that partner was even willing to play for him. Truly unbelievable.

But when the topic turned to combat strength, the distant Sun gave off a faintly menacing glint.

Xie Antong narrowed her eyes and suddenly revealed her true intent.

"Miss Feng, how is your body doing now?"

Beneath the shroud of black mist, Feng Wang's body trembled. Though it was not obvious from the outside, she did not answer immediately.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from in front of her.

"Mm... what happened? What are we discussing?"

Feng Wang's gaze sharpened at once. Looking down at the person in front of her, she realized that the guy who supposedly "never woke up once asleep" had woken up again.

"You finally woke up..."

Feng Wang immediately changed the subject away