"Who is that?"
The voice that had rung out from behind him had given Zhou Chonglong a shock. It had caused the seemingly mighty and tall dragon to cower into a trembling little chick in an instant. He furiously turned his head around and looked behind him angrily.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Chonglong's pupils constricted and he looked at Mo Wen coldly. The hairs on his body had all stood up. Behind him, a person had appeared without a sound, and he had not even noticed. It was simply too shocking.
"No wonder, you're that little monster who is causing trouble. At least I've finally found you."
Mo Wen brushed off the dust on his clothes and leisurely walked over to the bed with confidence. He said to Lin Qing, who was locked in the corner, "Sister Lin, the hero has come to save the damsel in distress."
He laughed cynically without even a glance at Zhou Chonglong, as if he treated him like air.
"Mo Wen…"