After being interrupted by Pang Wei, Wu Hai began to doubt his eyes. Although he was puzzled, he did not wish to return. With that, the duo left.
As for Han Xiaoguo, his bones were almost frozen from the biting cold. His lips had turned purple, and his face was white. There was despair in his eyes, but he was indignant. He clenched his teeth. Everything was a blur in front of him. In his reverie, he seemed to see a few figures. One of them was the armored carrier personnel. He looked really familiar…
At that moment, Han Xiaoguo was enlightened. He crawled up from the ground and yelled, "Master, I know my fault! I shouldn't have killed. I shouldn't have killed that armored carrier personnel!"
After Han Xiaoguo said that, there was no reaction from Fangzheng. He began wondering. Had he made a mistake again?
At that moment, Fangzheng was actually manning the fire stove.
Phew—Phew—
