Mao Feiyang calmly responded, "Sincerity is the ultimate skill."
"But I feel like your tone doesn't sound like 'requesting', it sounds more like 'replace a batch'..."
"How come your tone is even more dog-like than mine?" Mao Feiyang retorted.
But at that moment, an indescribable terrifying pressure gradually descended, and Lin Yi only felt dizzy, his will blurry, almost fainting...
In horror, he discovered that the ground around Mao Feiyang started to writhe and twist in an eerie manner, as if the surrounding world was being sliced into quivering noodles, constantly closing the spatial distance between Mao Feiyang and the Night Watchman.
Ultimately, Mao Feiyang was "escorted" by the twisted space in front of the Night Watchman.
Observing the "Night Watchman" from up close, an overwhelming suffocating feeling rushed in, as if he was facing not a person, but a grand ancient mountain that had stood since ancient times.
