
As Tan Wen Hong's figure was clearly visible from the ruins, he was holding onto someone.
Yan Fu cursed frantically,
“Tan Wen Hong, ! What do you think you did to my master?”
“Come to whip a corpse, ha-ha-ha..”
“Master, forgive me. Students are useless. I can't even defend your body. I am not filial.
I can't stop that demon from humiliating you.”.
Tan Wen Hong looked back at him with a smile. Even though the boy was a cunning twerp, at least tid...