C1961 He Is Quite Capable

"Han Wen, who should I help?"

Hee Guang's head, wrapped in gauze, looked like a mummy. Han Wen looked at his appearance and could not help but laugh.

He still wanted to help fight even though he was already like this?

Could Madam and Third Master interfere in a fight?

A slap landed on his head, "Come, I'll treat you to a roadside stall."

He wanted to treat Hee Guang to a good meal