C82 A Case of Quick-thinking

"What?" There was a burst of chaotic footsteps, followed by a short and fat figure appearing at the door, followed by a large group of patrols, eyeing Yanh Yang covetously.

Yanh Yang put his hands behind his head and looked indifferent, as if he was not the one facing a disaster. Meiji's heart was beating wildly when she saw him in the room, but now she could only trust Yanh Yang