C200 Follow-up

"Smelly old man, hurry up!" Shen Yier, who wore a purple dress with a long ponytail, pulled Old Master Wei's arm, urging him with a hurried voice.

"Yier, slow down a bit. There's no hurry. They won't be able to escape." Old Master Wei held onto his walking stick and was pulled forward by Shen Yier, but luckily Shen Yier didn't have much strength. Otherwise, if he were to be pulled so fiercely