"no... no one told me about this ..."
bai wushang's forehead was full of black lines, as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat. his feelings were complicated.
thinking about it, wasn't this han ziyan's usual move?
when he was free, he would be busy buying and drinking.
when he was not free, he was busy with missions and saving the world.
for such a 'small matter', it was not convenient to contact him after several rounds of cash flow. it might even be a little troublesome, right?
if they accidentally hurt the faceless rat or were accidentally killed by the faceless rat ...
it must be because he was too weak. his ability to adapt was too slow, and his ability to resist risks was too weak. how could he bear the identity of the future leader of the ancestral dragon court?
bai wushang was already a mature sequence holy son, and he had to learn how to brainwash himself.
as he was washing, he came to a realization.
