Aside from Little Fatty, the others had all been rescued from the house by Second Brother Wu Dayi. Everyone sat in chairs with strange looks on their faces, gathered around Tian Buyi and Su Ru.
"Tell me exactly what's going on." Tian Buyi's sense of touch kept reminding him that what was beneath his backside was not a chair, but a puddle of water. Yet he really had not sunk into it, nor had he fallen over. Reason told him that what he was sitting on was indeed a chair.
The others all felt much the same, which was why the expressions on their faces looked so strange.
"Was it Little Junior Brother again?" He Dazhi pinched his eyes. Though he knew everyone was sitting together, what his eyes saw was that some were near and some were far. He even saw Song Daren sitting on his lap, and the sensation felt very real, but when he reached out to touch, there really was nothing on his legs.
Sigh! His heart was so tired!
Now that he could not even walk properly, Zhang Xiaofan did not go to the kitchen either. He was afraid one careless move would burn the kitchen down!
"Where's that brat?" Tian Buyi shouted loudly as he listened to voices that sounded near one moment and far the next. His hearing now made him unable to control his own volume, and the feeling was truly awful.
"Little Junior Brother is still sleeping!" Zhang Xiaofan raised his hand and replied.
Song Daren saw Xiaofan raising his hand from far away, but could not hear what he was saying at all, because the distance was too great?
The others either frowned or cocked their heads to listen. Some even jerked backward the instant Xiaofan raised his hand, as