In the hallway.
The pitch-black stairs crisscrossed on both sides; typically, no player participating in the real death game would come here.
Only used by internal personnel in case of special situations.
Of course, Wu Wen and Yu Lu were discussing in detail at the corner of the stairs, surrounded by a membrane formed by death that ensured their conversation would not be leaked.
The chat seemed to be going well,
At least in Yu Lu's eyes, the initial prejudice against Wu Wen had faded, and occasionally, a smile appeared during their later conversation.
The two chatted for a whole half hour and finally ended in a very normal way, with the death membrane retracting into Yu Lu's body.
"When things here are over and Luo Di returns with you to the Sisterhood, could you please, Yu Lu, take care of him a bit?
Men, after all, can't fully control themselves sometimes, Yu Lu, don't let him be completely drained."
"Hmm."
