"Damn it, who dares kick me? You've got guts of a bear and heart of a leopard..." Yan Xiaohu rolled and crawled out of the secret room with great difficulty. At a glance, he saw a beggar-like person staring angrily at him.
This made him even more furious. Sitting at home, trouble comes from the sky, huh? Who the hell are you? Coming into my house and hitting me, do you know who I, Master Hu, am?
He immediately pulled out a big knife, ready to charge forward angrily for an explanation. But just as he took a step, he suddenly seemed to sense something, and his whole body froze in place.
The anger on his face instantly turned into joy. He dropped the big knife, ran up excitedly.
"Second Senior Sister? Oh, Second Senior Sister, when did you come back... Ouch—"
Before Yan Xiaohu could finish speaking, he was sent flying back again.
