Wu Xie stared wide-eyed at his utterly useless teammate who had just sold him out, practically choking back a shout despite his lack of shame.
Zhang Qiling pressed his lips together and still said nothing. Beside him, Black Glasses chuckled with amused interest, saying, "That won't do. How can a real man fail to overcome even this tiny difficulty? The two of you, hurry back to wash up and apply your medicine. It'll be time for dinner soon."
Wu Xie, who had just sat down, turned his head to stare at Zhang Qiling, only to watch the man slowly avert his gaze, showing no intention whatsoever of putting in a good word for him.
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