"An animal wedding?"
Listening up to this point, Liang He already knew she was the undercover agent. She wanted to find her teammate, but there wasn't a single clue to go on.
"Before this event happens, it's best to write something down."
Huo An's statement was quite clever. A funeral required a will, whereas a wedding required vows.
After one round, other than the undercover agents themselves, there was surprisingly no clear target.
"Everyone is being very cunning this round."
Determined to win a round back, Xu Yi curled his lips. His gaze was fixed on everyone, trying to observe from their facial expressions who the undercover agent was. "I think Silver Shuttle's statement was the vaguest. We should vote for him!"
Since there was no clear target, he might as well pick a random unlucky guy. Silver Shuttle was that unlucky guy.
