"Su Ming'an seems intent on acting against us, why is he wrapping us up?"
"Quick... let's go."
"If Su Ming'an acts against me, I'll never like him again. I'll unfollow him! Hit back!" Uncle Li gritted his teeth.
But Su Ming'an remained indifferent.
He called out softly, "Su Rin."
Immediately, a door, pure white as snow, opened beside him, intricately carved with angels and wings, and a young man in a trench coat appeared, arms crossed, walking out leisurely.
Su Ming'an lightly exclaimed, "I didn't know when you could come so promptly."
The Cloud City God glanced at him, "I've been tracking these people nearby." He coldly glanced at the people wrapped up by white tentacles, "I really can't stand them."
A group of Lucky Ones, some are even afraid of killing chickens, and yet, they still wildly plunder others' lives.
