C1408

"What should we do? Are we just going to give up on this chance to recommend it?" After a moment of silence, Deacon Yang took a deep breath, then looked at the similarly unsightly faces of Instructor Mo and Instructor Nuan and asked.

"What do we do? What else can we do? We can only mix it." The moment Deacon Yang's voice faded, Instructor Nuan was like a deflated balloon, instantly silent