Xia Hongyao couldn't wait to start the next game.
Lin Baici looked around and found Hoffman.
"Slave master, care to chat?"
Lin Baici greeted him with a smile; if there's free wool, why not take it?
For example, in the last game, he could have passed without Hoffman, but who doesn't want to save some energy?
Hoffman also knew he couldn't avoid it, so he came over.
Instead of eavesdropping secretly, it's better to team up openly.
"What do you think about the next game?"
The cowgirl first looked at Lin Baici and Gu Qingqiu and asked, then her eyes drifted to Hoffman.
The others had the same expression.
If Hoffman hadn't performed well in the previous game, no one would have looked at him.
"I'm fine with anything!"
Lin Baici honestly didn't care, unless the Eater God reminded him, he would just handle whatever came at him.
"Choose Death Race!"
Hoffman suggested.
"I like this one!"
