Made him look like a poor little wife waiting for her husband to speak, eagerly watching someone chug a bottle of wine.
"Hey ——————"
Wa Yuechuan was about to say something when the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, followed by a dead silence.
The entire box fell silent in an instant,
Only the sound of disco music from the dance hall downstairs drifted in through the long corridor.
What is this like? Like dropping a deadly poison pill into a sea where shrimp soldiers and crab generals were swimming, killing all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in a second, leaving no trace of movement.
One second ————
Two seconds ————
Three seconds ————
...
Time passed for a long while.
Until a thud sound, a wine bottle fell onto the glass coffee table, followed by the sound of Song Sishen: "What's up? Did you all see a ghost?"
Only then did the sound return to the box.
"No, did I see it wrong?"
"Is this Mr. Song?"
