Little Irene's eyeballs actually mimicked Qianqian's, rolling up and down a few times.
"Baby... Bah... Your old lady is all grown up now."
Speaking in a milky voice, it made everyone burst into laughter.
Being such a little one, whether it was due to her size or not, she was the lightest and most petite among the three little ones.
"Be a good girl, Little Irene." An Qing patted her little head.
"Well fine then, you guys let the baby go in and play. I am a good baby, otherwise I'll be the old lady who never grows up." Little Irene looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
Gosh!
Everyone was instantly struck dumb as wood.
Ling Yun and An Qing twitched the corners of their mouths, instantly understanding Little Irene's initial objective, as she had them completely wrapped around her finger.
However.
It didn't matter if she went in; this child lacked combat experience, so she would probably be out around the seventh or eighth floor.
The little one rubbed her forehead.
It hurt too much!
She even wanted to cry. She didn't understand why she was a tank, yet when they flicked her forehead, it would still form bumps and hurt!
It must be the bad daddy... Hmph! The little one thought to herself.
In the second batch, there was also one who exceeded the tenth floor, and everyone else managed to get an attribute fruit. Meanwhile, Chi Jin, the Lord of Vermilion Bird City, had a face covered in dark lines!
"His grandmother's thighs, what is going on? Everyone is stronger than me. As for that woman on the third floor, next time I run into her, I'll definitely let her have a taste of my power." Chi Jin said with a speechless expression; he