She also twisted her body, attempting to run, but was swept aside by Iron Ghost's Giant Spirit Palm, crashing into the wall.
Yin Sanniang hung there for a moment before slowly sliding down.
In an instant, she was left with nothing but the breath to let out.
Yang Hucheng was flabbergasted, "I haven't even had my fill of fighting, how come Boss and this big oaf have taken care of them already?"
Doudou also nodded very earnestly, "It seems I didn't really get to fight either."
Yang Hucheng slightly turned his head, casting a resentful look of a six-year-old child towards Iron Ghost.
Iron Ghost split his big mouth open and laughed, "Dear Galactic Empress, and this little brother, don't worry if you haven't had enough... haven't had enough..."
He vigorously scratched the back of his head, with a simple look of confusion on his face, and his big head turned this way and that.
Suddenly, his smile bloomed again, and he dashed toward the door in an arrow step.
