"Good job, Jiaojiao!" came Ji You's voice over the spaceship's broadcast.
Chu Jiaojiao chuckled and said, "If we didn't put him in his place, he would really think he's the strongest in the universe."
Ji You quipped, "How's Spicy Eye, not dead yet?"
Yue Qiyuan, who hadn't spoken up until now, quietly stood beside Sheng Qingyan's treatment cabin. One of the doors of the cabin was transparent, allowing observation of the patient's basic condition. Hearing Ji You's inquiry, Yue Qiyuan answered, "Not dead, just opened his eyes again."
Upon hearing this, Ji You was instantly relieved.
Just a moment ago, if not for Sheng Qingyan's sudden burst of spiritual power interfering with the movements of the black bear group, giving Chu Jiaojiao time to escape, they would have been facing two corpses.
Ji You broke out in a light sweat.
Frightened.
A wave of lingering fear made Ji You feel a bit weak, especially her arms and legs, which seemed to lose all sensation.
