Speaking of this, a smile finally appeared on Ma Ran's face: "My luck was not too bad, I managed to achieve some tiny results."
Crunch!
Su Qiangwei, with an expressionless face, bit into an Immortal Shell. "That's just like you."
Showing off in such a simple, boring manner, only Ma Ran could make it entertaining.
Though these words might seem humble, in reality...
Those who get it, get it.
After going through so much, Ma Ran was still the same as before, without the slightest change.
"Pfft..."
Wu Di suddenly laughed, "Sister Qiangwei, your expression..."
Looking at the expressions on their faces, it gave the impression of a soul swap.
Before Wu Di could finish his sentence, he was silenced by a fierce glare from Martial God Su.
Having been beaten up too many times, Wu Di had developed an instinctive reaction.
At least now, he knew it was best to keep quiet if he did not want to be "rescued."
