"Hmm..." The expression of the Little Mad King softened, and there seemed to be a certain gentleness in her gaze as she looked at Li Ye. Her cold and glamorous face turned gentle as she said, "It's nice to see you again. Comrade... I'm a bit tired now."
"Me too. Comrade, welcome back." From under Li Ye's mask came a soft laugh, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here..."
He also walked towards the Little Mad King.
The two seemed like long-lost friends, about to give each other the warmest embrace.
However, a cold glint suddenly appeared, and blood splattered everywhere.
In an instant, the two accelerated and crossed paths, distancing themselves from each other.
The Champion's helmet was slashed off, blood staining his mask red.
At the same time, blood oozed from the Little Mad King's abdomen, sliding down her slender long legs.
