The woman kneeling on the ground and throwing up was accompanied by a man, clearly someone she knew. However, rather than helping her, the man stood behind her laughing, saying as he chuckled, "This is what they call reaping what you sow. If you can't take it, you can't take it—just give up; I won't laugh at you. Enjoy throwing up now, huh? Look, even the cleaning robots are gathering around."
Vomiting after descent wasn't an uncommon sight. Apart from having cleaning robots prepared, there were also robots handing out clean towels and mouthwash.
The woman, half-sprawled on the ground, pushed herself up, quickly rinsed her mouth, wiped her face, turned her head, and greeted Xu Huo. "What a coincidence!"
It really was quite the coincidence—it was Ye Bingxin.
"I spotted you guys from mid-air earlier. You're here for the Poker Card Maze, too, right? What a small world! This is my friend, Jiang Zifeng."
