Soon, Liao Yong and Wei Shuxian came out with two girls whose faces were streaked with tears.
Liu Qing nestled in Liao Yong's arms, still sobbing intermittently; from her pale face, it wasn't hard to see that she had been scared out of her wits. The girl beside Wei Shuxian, Wang Xiaohan, seemed to be doing better. The short-haired girl was strong-willed; seeing so many people beside her, she quickly controlled her emotions.
Upon seeing the two girls, you stood up, walked toward them, and said, "I'm sorry, when we were doing this thing, I didn't think too much and scared you."
"It's all right, if it weren't for this time, I wouldn't have been able to overcome this fear,"
While speaking, Wang Xiaohan reached into her pocket, grabbed a cockroach that was still wriggling its legs, and in front of everyone, pinched it flat between her thumb and forefinger, bursting its insides out!
"Eww—"
Zong Wangyue's face was full of disgust.