C387 Spring

"... Hehe."

Immediately after, Lin Haoyu heard a cold laugh, followed by a wave of twisting pain on his body.

Ten minutes later, Lin Haoyu lay helplessly on the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey! Cang Qianqiu, can you be gentler?!"

"Yo, we are big masters, the King of Oteya. So you are so weak?"

Cang Qianqiu sneered. She looked down from above and gave Lin Haoyu a supercilious look