Bai Wu fell silent, playing dead, but Mu Yi'er wasn't planning to let him off so easily.

Mu Yi'er controlled her character, picking up all the guns and ammo on the ground, then mimicked Bai Wu's earlier tone, speaking in a mocking voice, "Yi'er, trust me, I've played this game for at least a hundred hours. These small toilets are really poor; there's absolutely nothing in them!"

Bai Wu's face went stiff.

"Yi'er, really, I'm telling the truth! In these small toilets, finding a P92 pistol is already pretty good. There's a high chance there's not even a pistol, just a crowbar!" Mu Yi'er continued to mimic Bai Wu's tone.