"???"
Ansheng cast a question mark at Shasha, staring dumbfoundedly at her and said, "Do I really have to die?"
"Why, did you remember something? Is the Perfect Race leading an army to attack the Blue Star?"
Suddenly, Shasha looked serious, held her little fox hand, and told her not to die.
Ansheng was utterly confused, but when he thought that part of Shasha's memory was frozen, he immediately associated it with the Perfect Race and displayed a vigilant expression.
If the Perfect Race really attacked…
Perhaps, it would be time to invite the "landlord" patriarch out of seclusion.
"No, no…..."
Shasha shook her head like a rattle drum, explaining the internal logical sequence and the connection to Master Fuli.
