Yao Ji wanted to charge up the magnetite mine as if she had gone mad, and none of her subordinates were able to stop her.
Yao Ji was halfway there when her subordinates threw themselves at her one after the other, clinging onto her waist and thigh and firmly restraining Yao Ji. Cries of alarm shot out, "Madam Yao Ji, no! Madam, let's go! It will be too late if we don't leave now!!!"
"Magnetite, my magnetite! Ahhh!" Yao Ji crazily tugged on the hair of one of the subordinates hugging her waist, and she even pulled out a few bunches of the poor devil's hair, causing the guy to wail in distress. The front part of his head turned bald in an instant…
That subordinate nearly cried. Why was it always loyal and devoted subordinates like them who suffer!
At some point in time, the dense mystic energy that surrounded Qiao Mu had dissipated. When she stood up, this was the rambunctious commotion that greeted her, and her lips slightly twitched.
