"That's the situation."
Duanmu Huai paused the video, sneering as he looked at the soldiers before him, whose expressions varied and could be described as quite complex. Most of the women showed expressions of disgust, while the men seemed almost universally intrigued.
"Now you've seen it, this can be considered a variant of the plague..."
"Great Judge, are you sure?"
"Why don't you explain to me the reason for this large-scale outdoor silver party?"
Duanmu Huai raised an eyebrow and glanced at the questioner, who scratched his head awkwardly and sat back down.
Meanwhile, the others began to discuss in low voices.
"Actually, I think this kind of plague is pretty good."
"Yeah, if I died like that, I probably wouldn't mind."
"That's disgusting... you men can't think of anything else?"
