Leaving It to Luck

As he said that, Yi Qianmo threw a black backpack at her feet. She could hear a ticking sound coming from it.

When she heard this ticking sound, Yun Xi's hair immediately stood on end.

She had experience with Li Zilan throwing grenades at her. Now, another bomb had been thrown at her feet. How honored was she?

Lowering her head, Yun Xi swallowed with difficulty. "This can't be a real bomb, right?"

"What do you think? If you don't use the real thing, you won't be able to learn about it, and if you use the fake one, you'll easily make mistakes. What if you run into the same bomb one day and cut the wrong line? Of course you have to use the real thing or else how will you be able to remember it?"

"You..." D*mn you!

When she heard him say that it was a real bomb, how could Yun Xi think about anything else? She hurriedly squatted down and opened the backpack on the ground.