"You know me?" Xiao Jinghuai's eyes flashed with surprise as he looked the other up and down, "Who are you?"
Song Jingyun, behaving quite strangely, chuckled and said, "What's the name people call me outside? Let me think about it, what's my niece's husband's name again?"
"..."
Huo Junting exchanged a glance with Xiao Jinghuai, both simultaneously realizing that the person in front of them appeared normal but was actually abnormal, speaking nonsense frantically—
Song Jingyun pondered for a long time without coming to a conclusion, then suddenly stomped his foot, "Forget it, I don't want to think about this nonsense anymore."
Then he directly tapped Xiao Jinghuai's chest with his cane, coldly saying, "You're in trouble now."
Before the four of them could grasp his meaning, he shouted, "Alright, I don't want to play with them anymore, just take them away! Take them to the Eighteen Layers of Hell! Someone there will entertain them well."
