Which Eye of Yours Saw Him Having Fun? Who Was He Having Fun With?

Chu Lan had already cursed him out thoroughly in the Black Room. He no longer wanted to argue over whether Xia Yu had done it on purpose, so he forced out a tolerant smile. "It's fine."

"Big brother, you're really not mad at me?"

"Just don't fire your gun so casually next time."

"So Big Brother is still blaming me for my poor marksmanship."

If there hadn't been cameras filming them, he really would have rolled his eyes hard. He squeezed out, "I'm not blaming you."

Xia Yu smiled faintly. "That's good. Otherwise, I'd feel so guilty I wouldn't be able to sleep all night."

...Heh. Did you even know what guilt meant?

"Captain, did you find all this stuff?" Xueli squatted before a small pile of supplies and said in surprise, "You're amazing. You came back from the Black Room and found more than the four of us put together."

Zhang Wen set down his backpack and took out all the supplies he had gathered. "We found quite a lot of compressed biscuits and bread, but no water. Other than the two bottles we found at the beginning and the two Xia Yu brought back, we didn't find any along the way. We already drank three bottles, so there's only one left. How is that enough for five people?"

Chu Lan picked up the map. "I didn't find any water on my way here from the Black Room either. I heard Qingqing say their team hadn't found any, either. I'm guessing the production team did it on purpose."

"Huh? Is the production team trying to dehydrate us to death?"

"Look. Aside from the locations of several strongholds, the map specifically marks water sources. Water is also the most indispensable thing, so the Red Team will definitely be looking for it too."

Liu Yue collapsed onto the ground and lamented, "Isn't this just forcing our two teams to fight each other? The production team is too ruthless."

"I knew the production team wouldn't let our two teams spend the next few days in peace. Even if they had to create an opportunity, they'd make us fight."

Zhang Wen chuckled. "Otherwise, why would it be called Live Until the End? Let's rest first, Captain. Make a plan for what we do next."

Chu Lan nodded. "Everyone, eat something and recover your strength first. I'll think about our next move."

"Roger!"

"Look, everyone!" Xueli ran out of the small wooden cabin carrying a large water bucket. "There are clean clothes here too, with each of our names on them. Did the production team know we'd come to this stronghold and send our things over in advance?"

[The production team still has a little conscience. They actually remembered to send clean clothes to the guests.]

[I'm dying laughing at the production crew. They rushed to deliver everything before the guests arrived, but they were probably afraid the people who came wouldn't match the owners of the things.]

[I was wondering whether, with this game format, they wouldn't be able to bathe for an entire week. The production team at least knew to help the celebrities preserve some dignity.]

[They even set up a crude bathroom and toilet. They're afraid the guests can't endure hardship, but also afraid they'll suffer too much. Production team, seriously, I'm crying.]

[But there's no water. How are they supposed to bathe? With such a big bucket, are they supposed to carry water themselves? With so many people, one trip won't be enough. Isn't this forcing the Red and Blue Teams to face off multiple times? The production team really knows how to play. I love it!]

Zhang Wen held his clothes and gave a wry smile. "The production team is really thoughtful. In an environment like this, they're still worried we won't be able to bathe."

"Looks like we have no choice but to fight for that water source." Chu Lan himself did not care much, but there were two girls on the team, as well as Xia Yu, who was even fussier than a girl. The young master definitely could not stand going a week without bathing. Forget a week—even one day without a bath was questionable. If he threw another tantrum then, who knew how much trouble he would cause?

"Everyone, rest first. I mean, it's only nine o'clock. We've only been out for a little over two hours. Why does it feel like we've been walking all day?"

Liu Yue lay beneath the shade of a tree, completely devoid of any female celebrity image. "It's only been two hours, and I'm already exhausted to death. How are we supposed to survive the next week? Won't we waste away by the time we get back?"

"Hahaha, just treat it as dieting."

"Director Zhang."

A staff member hurried into the tent. The production team had set up camp on flat ground not far from the shore, monitoring the guests' movements on the island at all times.

Zhang Jin looked up from the cluster of screens of all sizes. "What is it?"

"A luxury yacht has arrived. It looks like someone is coming ashore."

"What? Someone came to this godforsaken deserted island?"

"Maybe some rich people came here looking for novelty. Why don't you go take a look?"

"I'll go. Assistant Director, keep an eye on the guests."

"Okay."

Chi Yan stepped off the yacht. Chi Yi held a huge black umbrella over him, while more than a dozen bodyguards in black tactical jackets followed behind. They looked exactly like some underworld boss arriving for a shady deal.

When Zhang Jin came out and saw that display, his heart quivered. They had not stumbled into a gang transaction, had they? They would not be killed to keep them quiet, would they?

Chi Yan swept his gaze over the surroundings, his brows tightly furrowed. "Where is he?"

A bodyguard in black stepped forward with a tablet. The screen displayed a topographical map of the entire island. The dots on it represented living people, and one red dot had been specially marked. "The young master is three kilometers to the northwest. He is not moving at the moment."

Chi Yan glanced down at the livestream on his phone. "Bring him here."

"Huh?" The bodyguard hesitated. "The young master is still filming the show. Should we bring him over directly?"

"Otherwise?" There were so many mosquitoes and insects in the mountains. If they did not get him out quickly, what if he got hurt?

Chi Yi glanced at the livestream. "Sir, I think the young master is having a pretty good time. If we forcibly bring him out, what if he gets angry?"

Chi Yan shot him a chilly look. "Which eye of yours saw him having fun? Who was he having fun with?"

...Both eyes had seen it. If he were not having fun, given the young master's personality, he would have left long ago. Would he still be running around in these filthy mountains?

"Was his phone taken away?"

"Yes."

"Tsk..." Chi Yan became even more displeased. "I'm going in to find him."

"How about letting Black Snake go in?" Chi Yi suggested quietly. "The young master might not necessarily want to see you."

"What do you mean?"

"Uh... I mean, the island's terrain is complicated. We're worried about you going in. If you accidentally get hurt, the young master likes you so much that he'll feel guilty and blame himself. Black Snake and the others know places like this well, and they'll find him quickly."

The middle part made the corners of Chi Yan's lips rise despite himself. "Black Snake, take White Wolf inside. When you find him, check whether he's injured."

"Yes, sir."

Black Snake and White Wolf were both retired special forces soldiers. White Wolf had even served as a medic for several years.

"Gentlemen, hello..." With his heart in his throat, Zhang Jin stepped forward to greet them. "I'm..."

Black Snake, who was organizing his backpack to enter the island, looked up at him. His icy eyes carried a murderous savagery, and his hoarse, deep voice made Zhang Jin's feet go cold. "What is it?"

Zhang Jin could not help shuddering. "My name is Zhang Jin. I'm... I'm a director. We're filming... filming a variety show..."

Black Snake narrowed his eyes dangerously and rested a hand on the military knife at his waist. "You won't let us enter the island?"

"No, no!" Zhang Jin staggered two steps back in fright. "We're all law-abiding, good citizens!"

"Hmph." Black Snake withdrew his gaze and said to Chi Yan, "Sir, we're going in."

Chi Yan gave a slight nod. "Go."

Watching Black Snake and White Wolf swiftly enter the island, Zhang Jin's heart went cold. He wondered whether he should suspend filming. If they had really encountered gangsters on a mission, he could not bear the responsibility if anything happened to anyone inside.

"You're the show's chief director?"

As all sorts of wild thoughts ran through his mind, he heard the imposing boss speak. Zhang Jin hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes, yes. I'm the chief director of Live Until the End. My name is Zhang Jin."

Chi Yan swept an indifferent glance over him. "What kind of shitty place did you pick?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Huh?" Zhang Jin could not process it. What did that mean?

"If he gets hurt in there, you can forget about making this show anymore." Leaving behind that chilly warning, Chi Yan turned and returned to the yacht.

The bodyguards followed him aboard.

Back in the production team's tent, Zhang Jin was still dazed, unable to understand what that sentence had meant.

When the assistant director saw him return looking distracted, he asked in confusion, "Director Zhang, what happened?"

"Nothing." He carefully scanned the screens, yet he could not find any trace of the two men who had just entered the island. That made his heart tremble even more.

Their show had spent a fortune installing over a thousand cameras and drone cameras, covering nearly every corner of this deserted island. Yet they could not even capture the two men's figures. Their counter-surveillance abilities had to be terrifying. They were definitely not ordinary people.

"Keep a close watch on the guests. If anything unusual happens, have the bodyguards bring them out immediately."

Although the assistant director was confused by his suddenly grave expression, they truly could not allow anything to happen to the guests. He nodded. "Understood."