He was actually caught by the old man and taken to the Northwest District, almost driving him mad.
Meng Ping felt that his title as the Demon Lord of Mayhem was completely wasted, as it didn't have any effect at the critical moment. Not being able to rescue Sheng Ning immediately was even more distressing than getting beaten up.
"Boss, why don't you just bow your head to your old man?" The little fat man shrank his body, but he was already almost twice the size of Meng Ping, so hiding behind Meng Ping was completely futile.
The view was crystal clear from the opposite side to Meng Xingzhi. Not only that, but it made Shen Feihu laugh.
"This little fat man has been like this since he was young, hasn't changed until now."
As they were talking, Su Jiang had already walked to the steps of the plane, and happened to lock eyes with Sheng Ning, who was the last to come out.
