The marathon-style competition ultimately ended with Shang Shuyue collapsing to the ground.
She lay there "barely breathing," trembling, and pointed her finger at Jiang Li who was passing by her side.
"Jiang... are you, are you a devil?"
Since when had the girl who hated even jogging in high school become a lung champion?!
Jiang Li glanced at her, then gestured for Jiang Yan to come over, and then lifted her from the ground.
"You can't rest, keep running."
[??? Is Jiang Li even human?]
[Right, how can you keep forcing someone to run after they've already been pushed to this state?]
Shang Shuyue was already out of breath, and at this moment, she could only be propped up by these two people.
The live streaming chat had turned into a frenzy of curses.
Jiang Yan also felt puzzled, "Wait, she's like this and you're still making her run?"