Gazing at the fierce-looking King Ming, Yi Chen's odd gaze finally fell on the purple-haired girl.
At this moment, he felt embarrassed for the Deputy Director, as if she were almost digging out a three-bedroom flat with her feet.
This boomerang has come back too fast, faster than the Eagle's back in the day...
However, as a Taoist with high emotional intelligence, Yi Chen naturally needed to take care of his teammate's feelings.
"Daoist Lin Luo, I have not looked at your leg for nothing; I will help you out of this predicament," Yi Chen thought to himself, filled with benevolence, and immediately raised his thick eyebrows and roared:
"How dare this brute Qin Ming indulge in such loquaciousness here? Do you not know that the bones of the monks on the ground all wish to feed on your flesh? How dare you provoke Deputy Director Lin Luo and bark madly in my presence!"
"Daoist Lin Luo, there's no need for courtesy with such demonic outcasts, let's take him down together!"
