After leaving the Livestream Room, Seahorse Douluo, who had been charred black all over just moments ago, was restored to normal by the Healing Divine Light.
He was now full of energy, chatting with Tang San and Tang Hao nearby.
At that moment, Tang San felt someone watching him and could not help but shudder.
When Tang San looked behind him, he realized that the feeling had indeed been real.
It was Di yihong, looking at him with a mischievous grin.
Seeing this, Tang San immediately wanted to run.
But Di yihong stepped forward and blocked him.
"Where are you going, Tang San?" Di yihong asked with a wicked smile.
"N-Nowhere. I just suddenly feel a little unwell," Tang San said hesitantly.
"It's no big deal. I'll help you out," Di yihong said.
Whether Tang San was truly unwell or not, a Healing Divine Light enveloped him.
"First, your skill is truly incredible. Even the most serious injuries can be healed," Seahorse Douluo said.
"Given how badly I was hurt earlier, it would have taken at least ten days to half a month to recover."
"But with you, I was back to normal in no time. I really admire you!"
"You're too kind. I happen to be planning to have Tang San perform something. Interested in watching?" Di yihong invited.
"What kind of performance?" Seahorse Douluo asked.
"If you want to see it, you'll find out soon enough," Di yihong replied.
Meanwhile, Tang San, standing to the side, looked despairingly at everyone around him.
Given the current situation, Tang San knew he was about to suffer again, but there was nothing he could do.
All he could do was silently pray that Di yihong would go easy on him.
Di yihong exchanged several dozen fire hoops from the Livestream Room's