"Young Master... he just left like that?"
"How long... are we supposed to wait here?"
Watching Qing Mo simply leave to seek out his mysterious master, Xiao Yayun, the obedient little maid, still wore an expression of utter bewilderment!
"Who cares!"
"The male god told us to wait, so we'll wait here. It's not like he'd abandon us!"
Angel Leng's injuries had mostly healed, and a lovely flush had once more returned to her beautiful face!
At that moment, she held Lethe in her arms—the sword Qing Mo had left with them for protection before departing!
With the sword Qing Mo had personally forged, there was no need to worry that these girls would encounter danger while he returned to the depths of endless chaos!
As Su Ruizhi and the others waited quietly in the distance, Angel Leng and her companions likewise found a spot nearby and waited there together for Qing Mo's return!
"Don't just keep staring!"
"Do whatever you want. With the male god's sword here, there's no need to keep watching them!"
Noticing that Feng Shayan, Xia He, and the others had been keeping an eye on Su Ruizhi's group, Angel Leng, brash and fearless, once again returned to her carefree, untroubled self!
"Since we're going to be bored just waiting around here anyway—"
"Set it up, set it up! Let's play a few rounds first!"
Hearing Angel Leng's words, Chengcheng's eyes immediately spun. With a casual wave of her hand, a square table laid with exquisite mahjong tiles appeared before them!
At the sight of this, Feng Shayan, Xia He, and Haruhara Ikumi needed no prompting at all. They simply took seats around the square table!
Clack, clack, clack...!
In this place that had just undergone a fierce battle, devastated as far as the eye could