Li Zhishan, wrapped in a towel, staggered out of the room, completely passing the baton of this long battle to Meng Shiyang.
Her long hair was disheveled, and she looked rather haggard, but her eyes sparkled with a deep springtime emotion. As soon as she reached the living room, the remaining five women all turned to look at her in unison.
"Zhishan, how are you doing?"
Jiang Yushu was the first to come forward and inquire about the situation.
Li Zhishan sighed lightly, raised a jade hand to brush away the disheveled strands of hair from her forehead, and said weakly, "What do you think? You've experienced that bastard's combat power yourself."
"Alas, I feel like none of us seven will stand a chance against him tonight."
"That guy is just a monster."
Hearing this, Jiang Yushu couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, "He's indeed pretty fierce, you seem like you've been overpowered."
Li Zhishan pinched her with annoyance, "It was you who were overpowered!"
