Fang Che was speechless to the extreme.
Moreover, after Fang Qingyun had fumbled around for a while, he performed another ridiculous action: he found a thin needle and pricked Fang Che's fingertip.
"Need to stimulate a bit, stimulate a bit so he wakes up faster."
Fang Qingyun mumbled to himself, carefully pricking Fang Che's fingertip over and over...
Fang Che nearly used all his self-control to refrain from jumping up on the spot to curse and kick!
Are you done yet?
Fortunately, Ye Meng noticed Fang Qingyun's actions and quickly shooed him away.
Otherwise, if the groping continued, Fang Che wasn't sure if he would directly explode, jump up with a ferocious face, and beat his cousin into a pig's head... along with a torrent of scolding.
Every group was also closely monitoring Fang Che's situation.
The Guardians, Wei Wo Zheng Sect, Yixin Sect, Baiyun Martial Academy, Netherworld Palace... and so on.
Even the people from the Heavenly Palace were waiting for the news.
