"What should we do? This guy isn't so easy to bully. Now, there's a saying that it's easy to invite a god over, but difficult to send him away!"
Beiting Huang only felt that in her previous life and this life, even if it was to charge and kill enemies, it had never been more difficult than now. She really didn't dare to leave Yan Ye alone in her space. She tapped her fingers on the table, cleared her throat, and said in a gentle voice, "Um, Ye, how are you now?"
There was no sound or reply. All her magical beasts were not in the space now, and she could not get those guys to take a look for her. Was Yan Ye dead or alive?
