C130 Goodbye

Before I could retort, Fatty Lei took a steaming towel and came out of the toilet. As he handed the towel over, he put his arm on my shoulder and said, "I say, Grandmaster, it's getting late. We'll be going back. We still need to go to work tomorrow. "

As I said that, I sucked in a breath of cold air. Daoist Master Dao-Tomb winked at us and mechanically wiped his face with a towel. "Oh …" Oh..