His words were filled with helplessness and depression, as if he had not expected things to turn out like this.
As his voice echoed, a wisp of treasure light landed on the Green Radish. Song Shi was forced back, bringing with him wisps of green blood.
Song Shi shook his fork and looked at the figure that appeared beside Green Radish. He said indifferently, "I thought you were going to give up on this plaything. Now it seems that you still care."
After surviving a calamity, Green Radish heaved a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully to the figure beside her. "Master, I didn't do a good job."
The latter was dressed in a white robe and was covered in jewels. He had white hair and a youthful face. He had a medium build and looked very gentle. He had his hands behind his back and did not even look at Green Radish. He only shook his head slightly. "It's not your fault. We didn't expect his reaction to be so intense."
