"What's this?" Ren Fengxiang was the first to sense Jiang Che's return, and with a flash, he appeared at the entrance of Red Pearl Mental Hospital.
He looked at the girl in Jiang Che's arms, a puzzled gaze lingering on her legs.
"She seems about the same age as Tuantuan, so I brought her back to play with Tuantuan."
Now, Xiong Jie and the others were all inside Jiang Che's dungeon; Jiang Che only needed a single thought to send a message to whoever he wanted.
He told Feihu to bring over a wheelchair.
"Her legs—?" Ren Fengxiang asked, staring at her legs in confusion.
"Uncle, I was in a car accident, and my legs were crippled," Yi replied politely, looking towards Ren Fengxiang.
Her eyes lit up when she saw Ren Fengxiang.
Ren Fengxiang's limbs were ghostly and transparent, and the clothes he wore hardly covered his protruding belly—the defining covered clay jar.
The moment she saw Ren Fengxiang, she recognized him at once.
