The hair was scorched, emitting a strange odor.
"Gambling God, I've told you to listen to Brother Lin, but you insisted on doing it yourself!"
Li Yintong shook her head.
"Buddy, don't try to be smart, just listen to Brother Lin!"
The Fish Ball Guy advised.
"..."
The Gambling God had difficulty expressing himself.
"Alright, we've set an example, it's time to talk business!"
Lin Baici glanced at the Gambling God.
The Divine Dragon remained silent, a bit embarrassed.
"Being a god, if you wanted to kill us, you would have done so directly. Since you are talking to us so much, there must be a reason!"
Lin Baici already saw through it: "You're not just bored, are you?"
"So, show some sincerity and return the divine power to my classmate first!"
The Divine Dragon still didn't speak but sneezed.
Some golden spots sprayed from its nostrils like rain, falling on Gu Qingqiu and seeping into her skin.
