The museum entrance looked even more battered.
Compared to the beginning, the door frame was now somewhat deformed, like a giant beast with a gaping bloody mouth waiting for them to enter.
Guan Yu stood at the door, looking around, and grabbed Chu Qiu's hand to touch the "bloodstain" on the door.
"Hey, it's not red paint."
Chu Qiu: "… What the hell is sticking on my hand?!!"
"Be a man, be generous."
"… If I weren't generous, you'd already be splayed out on the ground!"
Whenever those two were together, there was a lot of fun. Wherever the comedy duo went, the show continued; there hadn't been a dull moment from the beginning until now.
The audience loved to watch such interactions, and at this moment, the bullet comments were flooded with hahaha.
[Finished, hahahahahaha! The three groups bumped into each other!]
[Damn! That thing in the museum just now almost scared me to death!]
