When it was close to dawn, a ball-like fat man appeared and broke the peace of the White Night. And this fatty was really not just ordinarily fat. Bai Ye estimated that he was at least four to five hundred pounds.
The key was that although this fatty was fat, he had a handsome face that wasn't fat. He looked gentle and especially delicate, giving people a super disharmonious feeling.
The most speechless thing was that such a fat man was still bare-chested and only wore leopard-print triangular underpants, which covered his important part.
Such an outfit and such a physique caused Bai Ye, who had subconsciously glanced over after hearing the voice, to be Thunderstruck on the spot.
"Fog ice! Is he the boss of the Cripple and the others, the Bull Demon King who is said to be famous in Qing-Yun realm?" Everyone was mumbling in their hearts.
