"There's no need for a way. Let's fight directly." Shen Yaowei walked out of the woodshed and pointed at the room on the third floor of the inn. "Is Luo Dashan staying there?"
Lou Yu nodded like a chicken pecking rice. "Yes, it won't be that hot when night falls. Luo Dashan won't even stay underground… Wait a minute, Miss, what are you doing?"
Seeing Shen Yaowei raise her hand and condense a huge spiritual power ball, Lou Yu had a bad feeling.
With a whoosh, the spiritual ball flew straight toward Luo Dashan's room.
Boom—!
An ear-piercing boom kept echoing in the air, and Luo Dashan's wail came from the room.
The walls of the entire room were shattered into pieces, and thick smoke and dust rolled. Luo Dashan, who was wearing an inner shirt and had been blown up, was awakened from his sleep and fell from the third floor into the courtyard.
