"Help me, help me, help me, help me..."
Lu Li flew at the very front, the red megaphone in his hand having long since stopped playing Invincible.
Instead, it had switched to Xing Anlin's utterly shameless cries for help.
Every sound pierced the ear, every word was tragic, every sentence seemed steeped in tears and blood.
It was a tone Lu Li could never bring himself to use in his life.
To be honest, Lu Li truly admired Xing Anlin now!
He had thought that storing thousands of songs personally sung by him in the megaphone was already the limit of that show-off king's scheming.
Who would have thought that when he turned to the next page, the entire row of "daily phrases" displayed on that tiny electronic screen would be the real highlight!
Xing Anlin had even categorized them with remarkable care.
For instance, the cries for help currently playing on repeat belonged under the category "For Escaping and Begging for Mercy."
Lu Li gave it a quick glance.
Further down were shouted lines like "Spare me, hero," "Please calm down, mighty warrior," and "Big bro, I was wrong."
Each one was more shameless than the last!
When Xing Anlin had been in the Demon Domain, where had he found so much spare time to fiddle with this kind of improper nonsense?
As an undercover agent, shouldn't he have spent every day on edge, treading on thin ice?
And besides, that wasn't even the end of it!
Seeing the long strings of tiny text beneath those voice clips, Lu Li had a feeling Xing Anlin still had something up his sleeve.
But escaping was more important right now, and he had no time to study it carefully.
So he picked the seemingly unobjectionable "Help me" and set it to