It was like a pickpocket being grabbed by the wrist the moment it was about to reach into someone's pocket.
The pale hand suddenly felt an intense fear.
He saw a pair of cold eyes looking at him from behind the mask on the other side of the shattered space.
"You said I'm. stray dog ..."
"Then do you know who I am to the person in this spiritual Palace?"
“..”
Hualala ...
A cold aura began to spread from the big hand that had reached out in the night to the pale hand. It wanted to withdraw the hand, but it was tightly held. It could only clearly feel the coldness on the hand, moving along its palm and into its body inch by inch.
As the coldness spread, he could even hear a proud and wild laugh.
"This is my daughter-in. law ..."
“.. Who dares to say that I don't have a home?"
“..”
Si la ...
The pale hand trembled in fear as he heard this smug, proud, and even smug voice.
