"Humph!" Number Three, upon hearing that voice, dared not say anything more, merely snorting coldly.
Number Three wasn't such an impulsive person, but having established a persona that rigidly confronted social injustice, he now had no choice but to see it through to the bitter end.
"Hahahahaha..." Number Eight couldn't conceal his emotion and burst into laughter. Since the start of this advancement competition, he had endured quite a bit of aggravation from Number Three and even had his carefully crafted "dark schemes" for advancing wasted because of him.
Later, he was constantly ridiculed and mocked by Number Three, so he had long harbored a great deal of resentment toward him.
Now seeing Number Three falter brought him indescribable joy.
The second round of the 'Flee for Life' challenge began shortly afterward.
The organizing committee indeed drew the topic at random.
The content for the second round of 'Flee for Life' involved heading to a place called 'Red Gate Inn.'
