"Why are you here?"
The Imperial Baby was stunned.
Lu Benwei and the Six-tailed Crocodile smiled sinisterly. "What, you don't want to see us?"
"Of course!" the Imperial Baby spat.
Although he was still a baby, he had lived for more than a thousand years. Now, it seemed that not only was he a little brat, but he also had the greasy aura of a middle-aged man.
"Your good days are over. Come back with us!"
The crocodile rolled up his sleeves and walked forward. At the same time, he said loudly.
The Imperial Baby sat up and stood on the bamboo bed. "You, what do you want to do?"
"What else do you need to think about? Of course, you're going back with me!"
The crocodile rolled up its sleeves and wanted to capture the Imperial Baby from the shore.
"Bang!"
