The name of the person in charge was reflected in Yang Xiao's eyes, akin to a heavy blow.
"Chu Xi..." Jiang Qingluan's pupils suddenly contracted. She hadn't expected that the first one would be Yang Xiao.
Zhou Mingxiao's face also turned terribly pale, whiter than wall paint. As a veteran player, he fully understood what this meant; they were in great danger tonight.
"Why is it me? I haven't done anything. This... this is unreasonable!"
A wailing came from behind, where Yellow Hair Wu Zhuo was trembling, his expression as if he had lost his parents. He closed his eyes a few times and opened them suddenly, as if this could refresh the list of names.
But naturally, all of this was in vain. The choices for tonight were already set: Yang Xiao, Zhou Mingxiao, and Wu Zhuo. This was an unchangeable fact.
