Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

Ping landed slowly, sweat beading on his forehead. Each drop fell to the ground and instantly evaporated.Just then, Chen Ping had exhausted his last bit of spiritual energy. At this moment, Chen Ping...asked, somewhat angrily."Sister, I brought someone for you. You'll be so happy when you see him."Xiaomin said excitedly."Don't play coy with me. You guard the palace gate for three days, not a single...