บท 230: I, the Killing God, Am Helpless and Fragile

Before Ye Lingfeng could finish his words, footsteps suddenly sounded from the alley, and a huffing voice followed, "Sharp Tongue Uncle?"

It was Zhouzhou!

Xi Mo furrowed his eyebrows slightly, abruptly stopping his attack and stepping back a few steps, disappearing without a trace with a few flips.

He's gone?

Ye Lingfeng's eyebrows furrowed even tighter. Who was this person? Why did they come and go in such a hurry? Did they come here just to fight him? It seemed too crazy to be Xi Mo, right?

But besides Xi Mo, who else could have such skills?

And he didn't even know Xi Mo.

He pondered, and Zhouzhou ran over, her big round eyes fixed on him, her face full of concern. She asked, "Sharp Tongue Uncle, what are you doing here? You're not going to buy something again, are you?"

Upon hearing her words, Ye Lingfeng burst into laughter. "How could that be? I'm just taking a casual stroll. Besides, all my money is with you."