Damn it.

That woman is so shrewd!

Yuan Musheng stood beside him and frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with him being so afraid of pain.

"Black King!" Someone rushed in regardless, with a face full of joy, "Miss Baozhu is here!"

The man in black robe's scream paused for a moment.

"Oh?" A smile appeared on his pale face, "Did... did you bring the child here?"

Just talking.

A burst of slightly messy footsteps came.

Song Baozhu walked in with her five children.

Among them, the youngest child was seen being held by a ten-year-old boy dressed in black.

She held the little boy's waist tightly with both hands, and her eyes filled with tears the first time she looked at the man in black.

"Woo."
Chapter completed!