C118 My Baby's Worshipping Heart

He was like a salted fish on a chopping board. He kept struggling with the board, and even Zhan Sijue's single arm couldn't hold him tight.

Fortunately, it was not very far from the shore in the middle of the pool.

Zhan Sijue's speed was also fast. In just a moment, he held onto the railing of the pool and went ashore.

As he went ashore, streams of water gathered and dripped from his body