C237 Rest(2)

But it was already impossible. This was the last match. No matter what, he had to win this one no matter what.

In that case, let's continue battling. As Ma Mingyun thought this, he fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, a little girl was already carrying water. Seeing that Ma Mingyun had woken up, she said in a crisp voice, "Young Master, do you want some water?"

Ma Ming Yun nodded