The Last Hour

Dig it out from where? Your stomach?? Black lines formed over Shen Nianzu and Gu Luoxin's foreheads as they were rendered utterly speechless by Jin Jiuchi's nonsensical suggestion.

Not even deigning to give the man a response, Gu Luoxin turned to his leader and asked anxiously, "What should we do, Xiao Shen? The ticket is a lost case now! Do you think we still have time to search for another?"

"Hey, didn't you hear me? I said the main reward is in my—"

"No, there's not much time left." Shen Nianzu shook his head, his delicate brows furrowing. After a brief contemplation, he seemed to have resigned to his fate, although the shadow of disappointment was still cast over his eyes. "Well, so be it. If we can't get it, then maybe it's not for us."

Jin Jiuchi stared at them in a mixture of hurt and disbelief, his chest heaving from the emotional upheaval. H–How could they…?