iaoyao.Meow, master.The little white tiger put on an adorable act."What's wrong"Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly.This feline, surprisingly, calls out to its ownerAlthough Jun Xiaoyao had trained...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.

Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Sword-wielding young master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming.im to be defeated so easily.Of course, the Three-Headed King would ultimately die as well, but it wouldn't be such a mind-bendingly suspicious death.No, it's suspicion of insects.And now, because of h...