Ding Ning heard his words, but she ignored him. She just looked down from the void, watching Jiang Che below.
"You don't need to know what to do, you just need to know what you want to do. Just take the lead," said the cold voice of the gun pressed against Jiang Che's lower back.
Seeing everyone focus their attention on Jiang Che, Hua stepped forward, "Is it possible that he doesn't know how to clear this stage? Maybe only I know?" Hua's red hair was flamboyant.
"Do you all know what the different colored wristbands on your hands mean?" Hua said with a smile.
As she spoke, the others finally shifted their gaze to their own wrists, looking at the wristbands that had appeared once they passed through the gate.
The wristbands on different people were different colors. Scanning the people around, they counted and realized there were as many as ten distinct colors.
At first, everyone had been wondering what these things were for, but later, there was no time to think about it.
