It seems, Beyoncé still cares about his safety, huh.
"You're overthinking it, I just happened to be passing by," Beyoncé said blandly.
"Passing by? Little Bi, you can't even lie properly; just passing by with over a hundred people, and they all happen to be armed?" Wang Dadong chuckled.
Beyoncé frowned slightly, "Keep babbling, and you'll have to bandage yourself!"
"Alright, I'll stop talking." Wang Dadong hurriedly zipped his lips.
However, just a few seconds later, he couldn't help but start babbling again.
"Little Bi, I didn't expect you're quite famous here, even the Hell Widow Fu knows you."
"Bibi, if I were really taken by that Hell Widow Fu woman to be her village husband, would you come to save me like today?"
"..."
Faced with Wang Dadong's endless chatter, Beyoncé simply chose not to speak, quietly dressing the wound.
On the second-floor railing stood two people.
It was Zemalia and Mei Youzi.
