"Mr. Jing brought us here."
Lin Lan gripped the knife with both hands and sneered, "At that time, I was busy guarding my sister as she advanced, didn't expect Mr. Jing in the hospital to suddenly awaken, and directly caused the building to collapse..."
"Boss, that's not fair."
The Butcher and the Scholar came out from the black hole, smiling, "Why didn't you invite us to the fight?"
Old Master Si leaned on his cane and sighed, "Oh dear Mistresses, next time, don't be so impulsive. Otherwise, when the boss wakes up, even my old life won't be enough to compensate."
A roaring sound erupted as the towering vines were shattered by a punch.
The girl, like a naughty monkey, carried a golden staff, appearing mighty and imposing.
Ten years have passed, Ji Xiaoyu has grown into a young lady, with short fiery red hair fluttering in the wind, her delicate face revealing an extremely arrogant smile.
