C1081 Even the gods can't protect her

Fujita Ruoyu's single apartment was in complete chaos.

The first thing that came to him was that he seemed to have been caught in a trap.

The interior was a mess, tables and chairs overturned.

The floor was littered with books, decorations, and ornaments.

Even the mattress on one of the single beds had been lifted and several holes jabbed in it.

"Why? "Why?"

Fujita Ruoyu was stunned