At that moment, Gu Yue was completely dumbfounded.
What?
You sisters were actually playing it like this?
Damn it!
Too damn cruel!
She had thought Ye Lingling and Number Nine were going to comfort her. Humans really were cunning.
[Gu Yue: None of you bastards are good people!] [Xiao Wu: My lord, you finally noticed the problem.] [Dugu Yan: Hehehe!!]
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Su Yan with some hesitation and called out softly,
"Your Eminence, do you think there is something improper about my subsequent arrangements?"
Su Yan shook his head and looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo with a serious expression.
"One word—great. Two words—very great. Three words—damn great. Four words—very good!"
"Come on, the show is over. Let's head back to Spirit Hall and talk. I'll give you a little reward."
With that said,
Su Yan rode the clouds and directly carried the group toward Spirit Hall.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's genius idea made Su Yan unable to resist singing Drowning.
"I advocate letting it go when it can't be stopped~"
"This struggle between desire and despair~"
"So funny~"
"Yaiyaiyaiyaiyaiyaiya~"
Mm!
As Su Yan hummed, he thought of Yu Xiaogang leaving alone through the heavy rain in the middle of the night. That guy really had the right vibe.
Wasn't this a classic female-oriented regret story?
Paired with Drowning, it was simply perfect!
Liu Erlong turned her head and looked at Su Yan strangely as she muttered,
"Look at you, singing again?"
Su Yan replied with a straight face,
"Then imagine Yu Xiaogang riding alone through the rain, leaving in sorrow. Then listen to my song again."
Upon hearing Su Yan's words, Liu Erlong and the others imagined the scene blending with the music, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
There was actually another master here?
Spirit Hall.
Su Yan