In the end, Scarred Glasses was the one who fell asleep, with Young Master Mo tasked with protecting him.
Two other Players joined them.
After the first half hour, all three had fallen into a deep sleep.
Xu Huo tried calling out to Liao Xiaorong and the others nearby again, but still got no response.
The wait was incredibly dull. After eating his fill, Tong Qi came over to Young Master Mo. "What's your relationship? That bodyguard you hired is way too dedicated. Where did you find him? Could you introduce me?"
Young Master Mo hadn't taken off his glasses the entire time, but even the way he turned his head showed how much he disliked Tong Qi. He couldn't even be bothered to speak to him.
Chi Xian, who was playing with some mushrooms nearby, chuckled. "Some people from big families think their blood is so noble that even breathing the same air as the likes of us would sully them. Why would he talk to you?"
Tong Qi was a broad-minded sort and didn't care much about Young Master Mo's attitude. He went to strike up a conversation with the other Players instead.
Most of them didn't want to talk to him, but Yi Jun still exchanged a few words with him.
"I haven't had much luck," Tong Qi said, shaking his head. "I came here with a friend, but I'm the only one who ended up in this Dungeon. I don't even know if I'll get out. Well, I'll live as long as I can..."
Xu Huo, who had been leaning against a pillar and keeping a close eye on the sleeping people, suddenly stood up. He strode over to Zhao Qing and lightly slapped her cheek. "Wake up!"
"Why is she crying?" Tong Qi asked, puzzled.