Bab 113: Chapter 110: Traffic Light

When Bi Fang crawled out of the quicksand, he looked up at the sky, took deep breaths, and each breath went deep into his lungs.

Oxygen traveled through his blood into his whole body, quickly relieving his fatigue and soreness.

A refreshing vigor surged up, as if a martial arts master had just unleashed the power in his lower abdomen, or as if he had just devoured a bowl of piping hot tofu pudding.

Unobstructed and exhilarating!

In the live-streaming room, needless to say, another barrage of gifts rained down.

This also set Bi Fang apart from other streamers.

While other streamers danced energetically, many viewers remained free-riders, sneering at the streamers' pleas for gifts, but what they saw from Bi Fang genuinely impressed them.

Capable people always find it easier to earn respect from others.

He deserved it!

"Did you get it?" Stiff-necked and within the quicksand, Du Chuan asked.

"Probably... I guess?" Du Chuan hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded.