The thing lunged at empty air and let out an ugly, hoarse shriek of fury.
But the soundproofing was so good that Che Quan, who had been whisked into the room in a second, could not hear it at all.
Che Quan found himself in complete darkness.
The livestream viewers, once again unable to see anything on-screen, began losing their minds.
Little did they know, a familiar force was gripping Che Quan's wrist.
Che Quan glanced to the side. Sure enough, it was Jiang Cong.
Except Jiang Cong's outfit looked a little... like a doctor's?
A fitted white coat, refined, thin-framed glasses, and a stethoscope hanging against his chest.
All these accessories made the already handsome, cultured Jiang Cong look even more elegant, with an added air of restraint.
Nothing like the Patient Gown Che Quan was wearing.
Che Quan asked flatly, "Are you that perverted doctor?"
The viewers, who could hear him but not see him, erupted in shock-[What does our little beauty mean by that? Did he run straight into the Boss?!]
[That can't be right. If our little beauty really had, he'd have attacked straight away. Would he even give the Boss a chance to talk?]
[I agree. My guess is he's asking someone he knows. A player our little beauty knows must be playing a doctor this time!]
[Ahem, since you put it that way, I'm going to take a wild guess... could it be Boss Jiang Cong? Waaah.]
[Ahhhh! It really could be! Boss Jiang Cong and our little beauty are doing doctor-patient roleplay this time.]
Inside the Instance.
After Che Quan asked his question, Jiang Cong discreetly used an isolation item, ensuring that nothing between him and Che Quan here could be seen or heard.
Then he answered Che Quan quietly, "No. I'm