Roar! Mr. Hongyun, how dare you be so arrogant? How dare you give up the blessing of a futon privately, and then drag me into the water to suffer this unreasonable disaster? An earth-shattering roar cut through the tranquility of time and space like thunder, forcibly dragging Shen Heng back to reality from the chaotic abyss of consciousness.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and the memory fragments flooding into his mind pieced together bizarre pictures, making him shudder involuntarily.
Damn it! This... Where is this script? I actually traveled through time? ! Shen Heng exclaimed in his heart, an indescribable shock and disbelief swept through his body.
