Song Shuhang sighed and quickly adjusted his angle, trying to push his body forward to create some space for Su Clan's Sixteen, who was behind him.
"Operational error. Planning something in the face of reality always makes it easy for bugs to appear," Song Shuhang said awkwardly.
"What kind of plan do you have in mind? Are you planning to brand me and Sixteen flat on a wooden board as soon as you come out?" the White Dragon said angrily.
"It's a coffin," Su Clan's Sixteen reminded in a low voice.
"What's the point? The important thing was… Eh?" The White Dragon suddenly realized something halfway through her sentence. Song Shuhang's original plan was to airdrop Su Clan's Sixteen into his arms?
"Tsk tsk, haven't seen you for a day, and you've already become much more enlightened?" The corners of the White Dragon's mouth curled up as she quickly merged into Su Clan's Sixteen's body.
