Ji Yan stared at White Hair's pocket, wanting to see what he could pull out.
But the tense standoff was ultimately interrupted by the carriage announcement, notifying them that they could proceed to the next carriage—
White Hair took the opportunity to drop the matter and waved a hand. "Forget it, I'll give it to you."
"I don't want to waste too much time here. Getting to the next carriage is what matters."
Ji Yan's eyes flickered.
When White Hair's hand had briefly revealed a corner, he had clearly seen that the guy had been about to pull out a phone.
Could White Hair's phone be a cursed item?
Or, like his own, did it have a ghost hidden inside it?
"Harmony brings wealth. There are more points in the next carriage, so think bigger." Yuan Shu smiled as she tried to smooth things over.
After all, there were still a full five carriages ahead of them. There might even be some train Big Boss, so there was no need to delay eating a watermelon over such tiny sesame seeds.
Over there, the white-collar Player had passed out from the pain.
Yuan Shu ultimately "softened her heart" and withdrew the cursed item, sparing the white-collar Player from having his crotch explode into a cloud of blood mist.
Otherwise, that would have been truly insane.
Watching this, Ji Yan inexplicably felt a chill in his lower body. As expected of a Tier 9 dungeon—most Players were no good people...
Yuan Shu looked at the two cuffed Players. "What will happen to you once we leave?"
They lay sprawled on the floor and answered weakly, "We don't know."
"We'll probably be punished, then thrown off the train."
The Player clutching his bloodied mouth, whose speech leaked through his missing teeth, glared coldly