Nian Shutong left the Wu Family and directly boarded her Flying Device.
At the moment the hatch of the Flying Device closed, she could no longer hold back, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out, leaving a mist of blood in the air.
"That old thing is pretty tough."
"Master!"
Daodao couldn't help but come out, hovering beside Nian Shutong.
"It's okay, I feel much better after spitting it out. I'll be fine after some rest."
Nian Shutong sat in the driver's seat, activated the autopilot, and the Flying Device flew toward the community.
Just as she arrived, Lin Mu's call came through, but when Nian Shutong connected it, it was Uncle Long's face.
"Little girl, did you win?"
"Didn't lose, but didn't win either."
Nian Shutong spoke the truth, and Uncle Long carefully examined her before saying, "If you're fine, come back."
"Got it, I'll be back soon."
Uncle Long exited the call, and Lin Mu appeared, looking at Nian Shutong whose mouth corner was not wiped clean, feeling uneasy.
