"Okay."
Feng Jiu Mei surprisingly did not refuse.
He agreed to Shen Cheng's proposal and also reminded her: "Remember, this is always just a game. Whether alive or dead, it's all just part of the game!"
Shen Cheng didn't know why he emphasized this deliberately, nor did she want to know.
Because the situation has progressed to this point, there is no way back. Whether the game is real or fake, she had to face it.
She didn't want to live alone; she didn't want to experience a fate worse than death.
She silently followed behind Feng Jiu Mei, passing through countless dark paths, up a spiral staircase, and onto a high platform.
This platform was constructed uniquely, extending outwards about thirty meters, suspended in mid-air.
The base was made of transparent vitrified stone, with a thickness of a full twenty centimeters.
Beneath was the bottomless sea; occasionally, a wave would lash out and hit the bottom of the platform.
