"It's just... like that."
Li Ang waved his hand with a complex expression. After this, he couldn't hide his identity anymore, and his leisurely, light-hearted days were gone forever.
"Tsk, you need to get used to your identity sooner,"
The Drought Demon pouted at her proxy, with a sense of disappointment,
She turned to Su Ni Sheng, raised her chin, and said unceremoniously, "The debt hasn't been paid off yet,
you demolished his house, tied up his friends, and even planned a trial beating show for him. Just punishing a few people is nothing.
You need to compensate him significantly."
"..."
Su Ni Sheng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then waved her hand backward.
A dark shadow, wrapped by the howling gale, suddenly stopped. It was Chai Cuiqiao clad in Qinge Armor.
At this moment, her condition was not optimistic. The Qinge Armor was extremely vulnerable to the Vermilion Bird's burning wind,
