Yun Ran had seen her little packrat's destructive power.
Back then, her little packrat had broken a thick stone pillar in the Wu'an Imperial Palace with a single punch.
That sound made the guards in the palace think that the sky had collapsed.
The main hall of the Mysterious Hidden Villa was sturdy enough, but Sweetcake had smashed a few holes in the roof with tables and chairs.
As Xuan Ling also fell to the ground with his wheelchair, his body was pressed against the tiles that had fallen from the roof.
His face was filled with horror and disbelief.
He had been preparing for today's event since a few months ago. It was a major event that was enough to shake the five countries.
Unexpectedly, all that he had schemed was destroyed by a child.
Seeing that the little packrat had already dealt with everyone in the Mysterious Hidden Villa, Yun Ran quickly called her back.
"Sweetie, come here. Come to me."
