Gu Xiaoer remained indifferent as she glanced around at the crowd, realizing there was nothing left to help with, she walked towards Han Luoli.
No response.
The person awkwardly bit their lip, their eyes darkened.
Then, he suddenly shouted in a loud voice, "Miss Gu, I'm sorry! And thank you!"
They had long seen that the center of this group was Gu Xiaoer. It must be because of her that they came back to save them.
Otherwise, with Han Luoli's temperament, even if they died several times, it wouldn't be enough to quench the anger.
Gu Xiaoer's steps continued unobstructed, as if she hadn't heard anything.
The other team members seemed to be infected by this emotion and stopped mocking the teammate who suddenly shouted loudly. Instead, they joined in.
"I'm sorry, thank you!"
"I'm sorry, thank you!"
In the end, it unexpectedly formed a loud slogan.
Qin Muxuan held soil in her palm, her nails deeply embedded in the dirt.
