C45 The end of the oppositional disease

"Let him go."

A husky female voice came from behind.

His ears felt as if they had been struck by lightning as he slowly loosened his grip.

The waiter fell to the ground, desperately trying to move away from his six ears.

Liu Qing turned his head and saw Zi Rong standing behind him with an exhausted expression.

He opened his mouth. "You …"

Where have you been?

He wanted to ask