Lang Shiba, hair disheveled, with a wine gourd and a curved blade hanging on his waist.
Ji Yue, whose mind is still blank, clueless about the situation.
And Zhang Han and Haitang, whose individual strength might be slightly lacking but can briefly contend with the Worldly Realm when combined due to their outstanding combined abilities.
"What the hell are you up to? What did you bring us out of the city for? Where are we going?"
Haitang, unaccustomed to the teleportation, landed with a dizzy head, covering her mouth and bending over to dry heave.
Now straightening up, she asked irritably, her almond eyes with a tear mole glaring at him in anger: "Can't you tell us in advance next time you plan something? Why don't you trust us?"
How could I not trust anyone, but I would definitely trust Eunuch Hai's great-granddaughter... Zhao Douan said apologetically:
"I couldn't be sure before this, so..."
The expressionless Zhang Han said:
