"You've got some nerve to lay a hand on my brother!" Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.
Zhang Xiaohao walked over from behind.
"Brother, you're here! These two villains wanted to snatch you away and used hidden weapons to hurt me!" Black Dragon Saint proclaimed.
He swiftly moved between the two, pointing at Aiselin's chest.
"Huh?" Zhang Xiaohao was taken aback.
Following the direction of Black Dragon Saint's finger, he saw Aiselin's white, doughy buns.
"Silly boy, those aren't hidden weapons," Zhang Xiaohao said speechlessly.
"Not hidden weapons? Then why does it hurt so much when they pierce my hand?" Black Dragon Saint asked, puzzled.
"Hehe, those are good things, you'll understand eventually," Zhang Xiaohao said with a mix of laughter and tears.
"Hmm." Black Dragon Saint nodded.
"Hmph! Yellow-skinned monkey, you're too arrogant, to dare ignore us like this!" Aiselin said coldly.
With a step, she and the demonic man sandwiched Zhang Xiaohao between them.
