However, he waited for half a moment and still didn't get a response.
"Chi Enen!" Li Beijue slammed furiously on the top panel of the Elevator, the unease in his heart expanding without limit. His leg had been scraped open from the impact just now, blood soaking through his pants, a circle of red clearly visible to the naked eye. But he acted as if he didn't feel any pain, pounding loudly on the top panel of the Elevator, growling low, "Chi Enen, talk! Shi-t! Don't you dare scare me!"
If she didn't say something soon, he was going to lose it!
Worried to the point of losing it!
Terrified to the point of losing it!
Li Beijue's eyes were bloodshot, like Lucifer crawling out of hell, handsome yet exuding a bloodthirsty aura.
Right before he went completely mad, a faint response finally came from inside the Elevator: the person inside made a small knocking sound, as if answering him.
Right after that, a weak voice drifted out, "Li Beijue, my stomach hurts…"
Very soft.
