Cleo still hadn't grasped the situation: "Isn't it?"
"What the hell!"
Wei Yang wrinkled her nose and turned to Jun Wu with a suggestion: "Let's just leave him alone and let him fend for himself."
Before Jun Wu could respond, Cleo suddenly pointed at Motan with a shocked expression.
"Ah! You tricked me!!"
He pointed straight at Motan's nose and yelled.
Witnessing such a hilariously naive display, even Jun Wu couldn't help but lose his cool. He covered his face and shook his head. "You know what? Maybe we really should just let him fend for himself."
"Honestly, with the workload he's been handling these past few days, most people wouldn't just lose their mind—they'd probably lose both lives while they're at it..."
Feather Song crossed her arms and chimed in objectively, shrugging with narrowed eyes: "I actually think the fact that he's managed to survive until now is already pretty impressive."
