An hour later.
The next performance was about to begin, but the leader was looking for a magician.
"Dylan? Where's Dylan? Where did he run off to?"
The regiment commander shouted angrily from backstage.
Everyone looked at each other.
After a while, the magician's female assistant ran over in a hurry and raised her hand. &Quot; G-leader, Dylan seems to have gone out and hasn't returned yet ... &Quot;
The leader cursed. He remembered that he had asked magician to find the group of people.
"This idiot, didn't he know to come back for the next round? Damn it, all of you are as stupid as pigs!"
The female assistant asked hesitantly, " then, leader, what should we do about the magic show ... &Quot;
"Damn it, how would I know what to do! I don't know magic! Would you? If you know how to, you go!"
The female assistant looked troubled. &Quot; I don't know how to do it either ... &Quot;
"Then what can you do?" The regiment commander vented his anger on her.