"Because a fool's trap didn't work as planned and ended up blowing up the house instead," Xu Fan said with some frustration.
According to his conjecture, if he didn't go to watch the show at the time, the national saint might have succeeded.
"What level of existence is that bell crafted from?" Xu Fan wondered silently.
"Husband, does that mean we're going to roam around in this chaotic undeveloped area from now on?" Zhang Weiyun asked.
"Pretty much, but as long as we're within the Three Thousand Realms, there won't be much of a difference." Xu Fan laughed.
In the underground space, Xu Fan saw the No.1 and No.2 clones chatting eagerly.
"I didn't expect my undercover career to end in such a way. All the backup plans I've put in place are going down the drain just like that," the No.1 clone said with a sigh.
"The biggest pity for No.1 is that it didn't get to witness the explosion of all his layouts," the No.2 clone said with a smile on the side.
