"What's up, sneezing again?" Lin Yue wiped it with a tissue, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition.
The last time he sneezed, it led to quite a significant event.
That time, after coming out from the Ancient Secret Realm Gate, he ended up near Xia Feihong's Refugee Village. Then inexplicably, a cold wind blew inside that stone coffin, followed by a high fever triggered by a sneeze!
Come to think of it, didn't he previously send private messages to two people asking about the fever?
With so many things happening, he ended up completely forgetting about it.
Lin Yue retreated to the living room, reopened the group chat. If he remembered something, he needed to act on it immediately, especially matters like this.
Opening the messages he hadn't checked for a long time, many people were continuously messaging him. Lin Yue skimmed through them and found those two people by searching keywords.
Fortunately, those two were still alive.
