During the waiting process, time feels like a sharp-bladed knife; the longer it drags, the more torturous it becomes.
After passing through a small storm and traveling for a while, no more Star Beast corpses or warriors' remains were found floating in space.
Ji You pursed her lips, her dark eyes fixed tightly on the monitor, still not daring to relax.
Behind her, someone gently patted Ji You's shoulder. Without turning her head, Ji You said, "Jiaojiao, speak."
Chu Jiaojiao laughed: "Ji You, without turning around, how did you know it was me?"
Ji You, staring straight ahead, casually replied: "You tend to lean forward when you walk, and you always lift your left leg first. Also, your arms are strong as an ox, but your palms are the size of a normal girl's…"
"Eh?" Chu Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, her smile showing teeth but not eyes: "Ji You, you know me so well? Don't tell me you like…" Before she could finish, Ji You doused her enthusiasm.
