In just an instant, wails of agony erupted from the Heavenly Prides.
"Brother, save two buttocks for me."
After drinking some Beast Milk, Chu Xin stored the milk bottle in the Sumeru Ring and also transformed into a streak of golden light, rushing into the crowd.
The pitiful screams became even more frequent.
"All of you, block them."
Lei Wanjun's expression changed drastically, and he shouted urgently. These two rascals were much faster than before, clearly, their strength had increased again.
"Hm? Block who?"
No sooner had he spoken than Chu Chen's childish voice rang out behind Lei Wanjun.
"You!"
Lei Wanjun's body stiffened, he swallowed, and with difficulty, turned his head only to see the rascal, wearing a dragon-shaped mask, staring at him with big round eyes.
"Hello, left buttock or right buttock, you pick one?"
Chu Chen grinned, lifting his plump little hands and said in a milky voice.
"I..."
