After Zhou Baiyu and the three left, Midel sighed quietly:
"That little guy really doesn't give any face."
Zhen Shi comforted Zhang Haoyun:
"Xianwu must have his own plans."
Actually, Zhang Haoyun wasn't too upset, but she was increasingly feeling that, compared to the real world, this world was simply too full of weirdness.
She kind of wanted to stay in this world, perhaps by doing so, she could have more opportunities to get close to Zhou Baiyu in the future.
The current Zhou Baiyu was like an online gamer, immersed in the world of the game.
She needed to find a way to integrate herself into it if she wanted to have more topics to talk about with him.
But Zhang Haoyun also had no idea how to stay here.
"I wonder if what Jiang Xianwu said is true or not? Oh, a language that nobody else knows, he can make up whatever he wants, and then he says we need a prop to open it, and he produces a key..."
