Ai Hui felt that he did not have a good disposition and in the Wilderness, it was unnecessary. Instead, traits like strength, aggression, and perseverance were required. Even in the most desperate of times, one must be able to put everything on the line in exchange for a chance to survive. Those with a delicate disposition were the first to be eliminated.
Besides, who wouldn’t get riled up after being beaten up all the way till five in the morning?
Ai Hui was like a volcano that was ready to explode, but he could not find an outlet. Lou Lan wore his naivety like armor, so his sincerity exposed no openings. Fatty was still the best since Ai Hui could beat him up whenever he felt like it.
Here, someone had served up a sandbag just when Ai Hui felt like beating someone up.
Squinting his swollen eyes, a cold murderous intent surged through Ai Hui’s heavily bruised body. He promptly threw the stuff that he had bought on the floor, clearly not caring if they shattered.