Feng Chen also felt a little awkward when he saw his previous master being threatened by a little child. He cleared his throat and shifted his gaze to the garland on Little Sweetcake's head.
"Yes, it's nice, it's nice…"
He had originally followed behind Bun and Mo Beiyuan to support them.
In the midst of supporting them, he was suddenly stunned on the spot. Then, he rushed to Sweetcake.
The little packrat was almost frightened.
Mo Beiyuan glared at him coldly. "Feng Chen, what are you doing?"
Could it be that after being expelled from the sect, he could not take the blow and went crazy?
Feng Chen raised his hand and pointed at the garland on the little packrat's head. Because he was too excited, he could not speak.
"She… she… flowers… flowers…"
Yun Ran glanced over with her clear watery eyes and saw Feng Chen staring at the garland of little Sweetcake. He raised his arm and trembled crazily, his face filled with ecstasy.
