บท 707: Badger Game (VII)

Jiang Pengji lifted her lips and smiled as she stared at the bloodstains on the ground. Under the ice-cold shine of the moonlight, the smile looked exceptionally terrifying.

The audience in the livestream room shivered in fear. There was something off about the host today.

Single Mircolife: Hey host, what you doing? That's so scary. I wanted to sleep but now I can't.

Snowfall: It really is scary. Please don't tell me you're here to check up on the corpse of that human skin facemask?

Dawn and Nightfall: Gasp---Are there really ghosts and demons in this world?

Jiang Pengji sent out a bullet message to stop the audience from writing up more stories to scare themselves.