This is even scarier than those preemptive ones.
Dylan watched in amazement, having to admire Mo Sang's perseverance; this girl is incredible, Boss has a keen eye indeed.
Mo Sang stood up, looked at the man on the ground, curled her lips disdainfully, and flicked her middle finger downward.
Cilin was so angry that he spat blood; he had never been so embarrassed before.
"Loser." Mo Sang spat out a word and turned to leave.
"What did she say?" Cilin looked at Dylan, who was standing aside.
"Uh, I just remembered I have something to do, I'll be off now..." With that, he left in a hurry.
Cilin pounded his fist on the ground, vowing to take revenge.
The conditions on the island were very harsh; they could only eat some bread and canned food every day, and over time, their mouths became tasteless.
Ah Fu brought dinner inside, saw the man reading with his head down, and said, "Big brother, it's time for dinner. Reading at night is bad for your eyes; you should rest."
