C517 A Warm Night

Hei Meigui thought again. This thing was the real culprit. She had to get rid of it. The harder it was, the more dangerous it was. She made up her mind. She held a dagger in one hand and a raised stick in the other.

However, Hei Meigui looked at the upturned wooden stick with some hesitation. When she held it in her hand, it felt a little hot