At some point, Li Huamei had stopped being able to hear Zhang Bolu's drumming.
That left her vaguely uneasy. Had her boss's battle already ended, or had he... lost?
Out of instinctive trust, Li Huamei dismissed the thought of Zhang Bolu losing—but that thought kept resurfacing as time passed.
The passage was terrifyingly quiet... only Ah Xiruo's steady breathing as she sat in meditation broke the silence.
"Mmm..."
"Awake?"
[Xiang Feihu] immediately fixed her gaze on someone—not Ah Xiruo, but the pink-haired [Kelibusuo], who had reverted to the appearance of a little girl.
—Actually, I don't want to wake up!
[Kelibusuo] felt her cheeks still burning with pain. God only knew how swollen her face was now—she really was afraid of pain, and had been since childhood. Being immortal had nothing to do with it.
"If you're awake, stop pretending. Can't you show a little dignity as a powerhouse of the Old God Era?" Li Huamei said calmly.
[Kelibusuo] slowly opened her eyes, then rolled them dramatically.
Back in the Old God Era, there had been an unbelievably powerful immortal who had put every talent and ability into defense precisely because they feared pain! What was wrong with that? It hadn't stopped that powerhouse from becoming ridiculously tough!
—Hah, you can't explain ice to a summer insect! At that moment, [Kelibusuo] felt she was seeing that saying embodied!
"What's wrong with this damned old... this woman?" [Kelibusuo] soon noticed Ah Xiruo's condition, a faint, thoughtful look flickering through her eyes.
With her experience, she could easily tell that the woman was extremely exhausted... although she was recovering quickly, she clearly couldn't return to peak condition in a very short time.
Then... could I try again?
[Kelibusuo]'s view suddenly rose—because Li Huamei had lifted her straight up.
"...Hey, what are you