Northern Europe was already far away, let alone that place riddled with danger, utterly beyond the imagination of normal people.
Ye Wanwan was currently despondent due to this piece of news when Devotee went out to take a call and hastily returned after a brief moment. "Captain, Old Madam is hurrying us. Ling Feng and Ling Yun are already waiting outside. The plane will arrive soon…"
Spray of Flowers stretched lazily. "This miserable mission is finally coming to an end… I've had to be exposed to the elements day and night. Look at how mangled my face is…"
Devotee disdainfully rolled his eyes. "Stop focusing on your coarse skin! Hurry and explain the situation to Little Devil so we can take him back!"
Spray of Flowers was immediately taken back. "Explain the situation? Who?"
Devotee promptly answered, "How would I know? It won't be me anyway!"
Spray of Flowers: "I'm giving you a forewarning! I'm not going!"
