C88 South Back Pot

"Ah …" "Pretty boy, I'll fight it out with you!"

The moment Bai Xiaosheng appeared, a figure rushed over with bared fangs and brandished claws as if carrying a pot on his back.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Di Hongtian and Fang Qing, smiling and nodding his head. But when his gaze fell on Di Hongtian, it seemed as if there was an even more complex emotion hidden within it