"Little Dao!"
"No, Hallmaster Dao!"
Zhong Yuanzi's body was like thunder.
The fake tears just now were immediately replaced by genuine emotion, and his tear glands were like an explosion, spewing out tears from the corners of his eyes.
Wow!
Little Dao, you've finally decided to come back?
At this moment, all the grievances he had previously suffered seemed to have found an outlet, and Zhong Yuanzi spread his arms wide, as if he wanted to pounce.
He wanted to hug Dao Qiongcang tightly, to embrace his own brain.
Only by holding onto the person in front of him could he and Ai Cangsheng possibly contend with Xu Xiaoshou, possibly turn the tide of defeat.
At the very least, he wouldn't be humiliated by that detestable thief without even a chance to retort!
"Pa!"
Ai Cangsheng grabbed Elder Zhong's sleeve.
The latter suddenly came to his senses, realizing Dao Qiongcang was indeed an enemy.
