After Nangong Tianxiang came down to drink water, she suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate and headed to the bathroom...
Yao Xueling followed her and asked, "Xiang'er, what's wrong with you today? Your singing isn't even half as good as usual."
Nangong Tianxiang shook her head helplessly and didn't say anything, silently thinking about how to escape from this place later. Should she seek help from the Huaxia embassy? Or should she release a video to ask her fans in Huaxia for help? As long as someone puts pressure on Pakistan, they would definitely warn the Bald Black Army.
"Xiang'er, say something, will you? I'm really worried about you," Yao Xueling pressed, holding Nangong Tianxiang's soft, lotus-like arm.
"Aunt Xueling, I'm fine. I'll be able to sing again after using the bathroom. Just wait for me outside," Nangong Tianxiang replied and went into the bathroom.
