Ji You has always had a loose tongue. Whatever she said, nobody paid much attention. They just focused on her hand—more precisely, the transparent tube of liquid she was holding.
It was a tube made of special material, containing a pink liquid mixed with a hint of white.
He Bi squinted his eyes, "Did it fail?"
Ji You stomped, "How could it possibly fail? When mighty Ji You steps up, success is guaranteed!"
"But why is this stuff pink?" Yue Qiyuan pointed at what Ji You was holding, "It doesn't look very reassuring."
"We're running out of time." Chu Jiaojiao said, "I trust Ji You. Senior He Bi, tell us what to do; I'm ready anytime."
Time was tight, leaving them no room for hesitation. Despite his vast doubts and unease, He Bi said, "We just finished mending the net. Bring over the invisibility liquid, and we'll apply it to the net."
