C108 Say What Do You Want to be Roasted Into!
Yann Fenng was silent for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something. He looked around and suddenly smiled. "I guess so. But without this disgusting light, wouldn't it be better?"
A rare smile appeared on Wumo's cold face. He then flew into the air. His ink hair danced wildly in the wind. "Let's end this quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking
