San Hua's Delicate Side

Zuo Hua looked at the sky slowly darkening and let out a sigh.

It was fine. One carry with two deadweights—he could handle it.

He Liping's livestream continued not far away. "I think you guys probably can't withstand the adventurers' next wave of attacks. Why not just surrender? That way I'll have more time to fish."

As he spoke, He Liping secretly glanced at Zuo Hua and happened to see him covering his face with a hand. After thinking for a moment, he added, "I'm outside the Imperial Palace right now."

"If you want to protect your princess, don't be late."

On the high platform, San Hua grabbed a female mage by the head with one hand and slowly turned around.

With a slight squeeze, the woman's head burst apart the next moment.

San Hua wiped the blood from her face, but there was even more blood on her arm, so it did little good.

Of course, San Hua did not care.

He Liping looked around, unable to understand why the other side seemed more like a boss than he did.

"Oh? The mastermind has finally appeared."

"First, let me ask: was the fishing rod in your hand fully redeemed, or did you only redeem part of it?"

Clearly, San Hua had set her sights on his fishing rod.

Even if Space System equipment was useless to her, it could still be sold for quite a few Copper Coins.

She was really drooling over it.

Seeing San Hua staring at his fishing rod, He Liping was instantly delighted. "I never thought I'd meet another fishing enthusiast. Can you also see what makes this rod so outstanding?"

"Have you found any good fishing spots lately? Don't worry, I absolutely won't tell anyone else."

He had completely forgotten that his livestream was