Everyone subconsciously held their breath as the NPCs appointed two people who would be tasked with guarding the temple tonight. "You and you. You possess the most dedicated heart among all. Do not let us down like the previous two," they warned in a grave tone.
As soon as the NPCs walked away, Fatty collapsed to the sandy ground in devastation. His hefty frame quivered as he questioned his fate, "Why… Why must it be me?! I–I haven't done anything special at all that can make me get chosen!"
On the other side, Xinxin barely regained his bearings after the NPC pointed at him. His complexion was ghastly and fear was etched on his face. However, he was still doing much better than Fatty. He was fully aware that this was a trial he would face sooner or later, so it made no difference whether he was chosen today or tomorrow.
