Allen from the neighboring team suddenly chimed in: "Well, that's not necessarily true."
As soon as he said that, not just Li Yi, but people from the other three teams also looked over unanimously.
They all barely escaped with their lives and coincidentally gathered at the second floor's entrance.
The Golden Shit Stirrer team had already gone in, while the other five teams stood outside the entrance. Earlier on the first floor, they had lost several members, and now there were only 20 people present in total.
Almost all of the five teams had suffered casualties.
People turned to look at Allen.
A strange glint passed through Allen's eyes, and he lowered his voice: "As long as the Golden Shit Stirrer is around, our five teams have no chance of advancing, but if that team weren't there, wouldn't our chances of advancing be fairer?"
Li Yi's eyes lit up: "Yeah! Without them, we could compete fairly, right? Advancing or being eliminated would depend on our skills."
