Mu Huai took a deep breath, and after persuading himself with all kinds of psychological preparations within, he indifferently uttered, "I couldn't even protect myself, Master, you've come to the wrong person."
"King Huai, Your Highness, perhaps you've underestimated our Heavenly Temple."
"…" Since you are that powerful… Why the hell come to me?! Are you nuts!
...
Lying in the bed, Ming Shu was counting numbers seriously: one roast whole lamb, two roast whole lamb, three… But suddenly a gloomy face appeared, breaking into her delicious illusions of food.
It was a bearded face. Eyes circled in blue-black and decorated with horrible streaks of blood within. It was like the face of a ghost.
Ming Shu stared into this pair of eyes, her own eyes equally widened.
MMP… She murmured inside, Are you trying to scare me to death and then inherit my snacks?
