The Wrath of the Bunshinsaba, Forced Restraint

Shu Xiaoyue nodded. "We've played before. Although there was no real Bunshinsaba involved, playing in this atmosphere still gave us a certain feeling."

Huo Sichen was speechless. "Feeling like inviting death, huh?"

Jiang Yu was displeased. "What do you mean, you brat?"

Huo Sijin stepped forward, his voice cold and indifferent. "What I mean is, if you want to die, that's your business. Don't involve us."

Jiang Yu was infuriated and wanted to make a move, but he was held back by Ma Cheng. "Forget it, if they don't want to play, let them be. We'll play our own game."

Huo Sijue and Huo Sichen knew that ghosts and monsters really existed. Before leaving, they still warned them. "We advise you not to play. You never know when unexpected circumstances will happen."

However, none of the four paid any attention to their warning. Huo Sijin and his two brothers turned around, eager to start the first round of the game.