Situ Chi crossed his arms and lazily leaned against the wall, glancing sideways at the crowd.
He was wearing a black and gold nightgown with a silver jade belt tied around his waist. It was faintly shining and it must have been worth a lot.
On his face, however, was a white facial mask that covered his handsome face.
Even so, his attitude was always arrogant, and traces of arrogance had long been embedded in his bones.
"Yo, you're back?"
Situ Chi swept a look at the others, only glancing at Bai Wushang and the Demon Ape, and whistled.
"Roar!"
Ah Zhou growled, its face ferocious as if it was facing a great enemy.
Holding the little Pug, it quickly approached and was ready to swing down at any time.
Ouyang Yuan and Sha Buru looked at each other.
The former's expression changed greatly. He wiped away the tears with one hand and quickly regained his composure.
