章 2028: Funeral

The little fatty pinched Ma Ta's cheek a good few times. "Does it hurt? Do you hurt?"

"F*ck! Let me pinch you and see if you hurt!" Ma Ta recovered his wits from the shock and pinched the little fatty back.

"Duanmu, I'm not freakin' dreaming right?" Zhou Danjin furtively pinched his own thigh, after which he widened his eyes.

This student, this student was going to… fly up to the skies!

After recovering their wits with great difficulty, they once again got engulfed by this petrifying news that "Qiao Mu possessed a secret realm."

"Wow! There are so many yummy things to eat here!"

Everyone: …

This friggin' child just had to ruin the mood. Everybody had originally still been intoxicated by the grandeur, but Qi Xuanxuan's hollers had chased all their emotional sentiments away.

Yang Xirong turned stiffly toward Qiao Mu. "My Qiaoqiao, is what I am seeing real?"