Meanwhile, Zhan Beiye thought he was seeing things.
Why was he looking at someone who looked exactly like Qian Jiyun on his plane?
"Am I seeing things?" He rubbed his eyes, unable to accept reality.
Just then, a familiar voice sounded from afar.
"Over there! Kill them!"
It was Ming Fucheng's voice—they were familiar with it.
"Trike, come back! We have to run. I'll feed you when we get there!" An Jiuyue made a prompt decision and tossed two fruits towards the triceratops.
The triceratops swallowed the two fruits and approached them without hesitation.
"Get up." Qian Jiyun helped An Jiuyue onto the triceratops' back before jumping onto it.
"What are you waiting for? For Ming Fucheng to capture you? Come up!" he shouted at Zhan Beiye, who was still in a daze.
Zhan Beiye finally realized that this person not only resembled Qian Jiyun but also sounded just like him.
Who else could that be but Qian Jiyun?
