"I didn't... ugh... wah... ugh..." Zhou Ang tried to explain, but not a single word came out.
His stomach churned violently; he couldn't get a word out.
"Don't you dare puke!"
Zhou Ang puffed up his cheeks, too scared to open his mouth again.
The destination wasn't far; in just a few dizzying circles, they'd arrived next to the so-called bus.
They hid in the Dark Forest, not stepping out just yet.
Seizing the moment as the next bus arrived, Jiang Che and his group slipped into the crowd.
Suddenly, he glanced over at Hua by his side.
At some point, a girl barely five feet tall had appeared next to him. Her bright red ponytail stood out beautifully as she walked at the very front, not looking back once.
Ever since putting Zhou Ang down, she'd assumed her human form, standing at the front of their group, never glancing back.
"Ugh..." Zhou Ang was on his knees, still retching incessantly.
"Look, he's still puking me out!" Hua's voice drifted from ahead.
