Tearing the Place Apart
The two Demonesses had completely let loose and couldn't stop themselves.
The entire Boy Scout Camp was in chaos, with chickens flying everywhere. That wasn't a figure of speech; it was literally what was happening.
The little animals were freaking out!
And their owners were even worse off. They all kept their distance, unable to take part in a pillow fight like this.
"Holy crap!~"
Before one wave had settled, another came crashing in. Zhao Ziwu and his Senior Brother, Benjamin Cao, were both dumbfounded.
They hurried over to Li Bai in three quick strides.
Senior Brother Benjamin planted a foot on the self-cuffed Nine Provinces Xuan Association defector, while Zhao Ziwu hurriedly said to Li Bai, "Li Bai, stop them!"
The two giant kangaroos, clad in helmets and armor, had become weapons of flesh and blood. What would happen to anyone they smashed into?
The force of those impacts was simply terrifying.
Yet the two Demonesses took the blows as if they were nothing. The camp buildings caught the fallout and paid dearly. In the blink of an eye, six or seven had been hit, and nearly half had completely collapsed.
At this rate, the entire Boy Scout Camp would be in trouble. No, to be precise, it was already in trouble.
Li Bai tossed the plate and spoon from his now-empty fried rice into his Storage Ring. He'd return them to the dining hall later. Then he spread his hands and said, "I've got it so rough!"
The two Demonesses had managed to turn what looked like a harmless pillow fight into a house-demolition contest. Wasn't that a headache!?
Think about what women these days wanted in a husband: at least a million in savings, a house of their own, and a decent, stable