C229 Ding jab

A few minutes later, there was nothing left in the room.

Song Qian had even smashed her bed onto Young Master Qiao, if Young Master Qiao was not a martial artist, he would have been smashed to death long ago.

He fell limply to the ground, barely able to get Blacky and Goldfur to prop him up. Otherwise, he would have long since fallen to the ground.

"Little Mao, come here