"Oh Yan Yan, you are back?" When Song Yan stepped inside the house, she was stunned to see that the entire furniture and the couch on which Fu Yu Sheng was sitting were ripped to shreds, she blinked her eyes and looked at Fu Rong and Fu Yu Shen who were the floor breathing heavily as the two of them glared at each other. Still clutching one last talisman that has not been shared properly.
"I am telling you to let go, you selfish b*tch! You already have more than ten talismans and I have six…how can you snatch one more? Fear the heavens for god sake!" Fu Yu Shen who was holding the talisman with both of his hands glared at his sister. His face and arms were scratched by the nails of his sister who has made full use of every weapon that she could make use of when she was fighting for the talismans with him.
