"Hello, the front desk has signed for your package. Would you like us to bring it up?"
"I'll come down and get it!"
In the river-view suite of the Lianjiang White Swan Hotel, the white-haired Great Han Ba watched the Little Bald Guy dash downstairs in a puff of smoke. In no time, he came back up with a package, his Emperor's Robe in disarray, and shouted disgruntedly, "Baba, we were ambushed down there! Come on, lead the way, and I'll form the head to fight back!"
The Little Bald Guy promptly mounted Ba's head. Ba continued to calmly play with his phone, asking, "Who?"
"A lot of people!" the Little Bald Guy said angrily while unwrapping the package. "I don't know who gave them the courage to dare offend my Coiling Dragon Grandpa!"
"Oh?"
