Three-Year-Old Not Just Three: Ladies, come on out and entertain the guests!
Kill: Damn! You've come back to life! Just now, our Little Pretty Boy was mourning you; he was ready to die for you.
Tang Suiyu couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, her slender fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard.
Three-Year-Old Not Just Three: I'm fine. The fortune teller said I would live a life of wealth and prosperity, live to a hundred, and have lots of children and grandchildren.
Shedding Garments: Good to see you alive. If you actually died, the captain would come after us with a vengeance.
Three-Year-Old Not Just Three: The captain's online? When did that happen?
Kill: One minute before you logged in. The mission starts in an hour. Three, you're our forward; you can't go offline or disappear. Otherwise...
Three's Little Pretty Boy: If you dare kill my Sui Sui, I'll ruin you!
