"Brother Lin, how long do you intend to keep playing around?"
Xi Yuanrong's voice echoed, making Lin Yuan's hairs stand on end.
"With your martial arts prowess, are you really this inadequate?"
A calm voice devoid of any emotion: "Or are you planning to escape from here? Wanting to flee to a better place?"
Lin Yuan felt a chill in his heart and replied seriously, "Sister, you're joking."
Xi Yuanrong reminded him, "Junior, when the flower blooms, you must seize it; don't waste your youth in vain."
"I understand. Thank you for the reminder, sister."
Lin Yuan sighed inwardly.
He underestimated the attention Xi Yuanrong had invested in him. The escape plan clearly wouldn't work.
He could only see what Xi Yuanrong's attitude towards him was. At least, for now, he didn't feel any malice.
Since he couldn't leave, losing held no meaning, and would only provoke laughter from others.
Lin Yuan suppressed his thoughts and refocused his gaze on Jiang Wenxiang.
