Spouting off again, Candle Dance bounced off the sofa, her expression shifting constantly.
Clearly she was genuinely a bit upset about the repeated descents of the Divine Kings.
At this moment, hearing Candle Dance's scream, Qing Lan, who was diligently cultivating inside, came running barefoot with a "tat-tat-tat."
She wore a white T-shirt, large enough to cover her round little butt, looking as if she wore nothing underneath.
Running to Candle Dance, Qing Lan tilted her head and asked, "What happened? What happened? Is something wrong?"
To prevent this master of slacking from wasting her talent, Qiu Tu had specifically assigned tasks to her.
Not only did he invite Zhao Ji to devise a cultivation plan just for her, but he also made her responsible for holding the fort at the Central Hub, to handle any emergencies.
