"What baked sweet potato?" Lin Guang couldn't understand, "Get out of my way!"
At his command, Yamada Machiichi uncontrollably stepped back, unable to resist Lin Guang's orders.
"Lv Shu! Lv Shu, show yourself, have you been brainwashed by them, Shubao! Shubao! I'll buy you a tropical-flavored iced tea, come back, Shubao—"
As Lin Guang passed by Yamada Machiichi, Yamada couldn't help but shout out loud.
He wanted to protect Su Ming'an, but even though he had infiltrated the City of Gods for so long, it seemed he could only end up being protected by Number One Player.
The gap between them had grown too large...
It was so large that even if he sacrificed everything, at most he could only end up like Luna, perishing together with a bionic body. They couldn't help any more beyond that.
"Shut up!!!" Lin Guang snapped angrily, his hand clasping around Yamada Machiichi's neck, but then he suddenly heard Su Ming'an's voice.
