They faced each other, the atmosphere tinged with an eerie awkwardness.
Mingshu silently retreated her neck, facing everyone's unfriendly stares, she maintained a seemingly composed demeanor and smiled nonchalantly as she looked around and remarked, "Ha, indeed, the air is so much fresher outside."
Just before the followers realized what was happening, she decisively closed the door, "Sorry to disturb your continuation!"
Leaning against the door to collect her emotions, Mingshu caught a glimpse of Ah Yao looking on with relish, instantly anger surged from within her, "Why didn't you warn me there were so many people outside!"
Ah Yao shrugged her shoulders with an innocent tone, "You didn't ask me."
Mingshu: "..."
Speechless for a moment, she slowly approached Ah Yao, examining her face closely and keenly sensed that something was off, "What's wrong with you?"
Ah Yao leaned back, her mouth curving into a mocking smile, "They've given me Soft Muscle Powder."