Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

n the grass, wanting to rest quietly for a bit!The moment Chen Ping lay down, his hand was as if pricked by something. A sharp pain shot through him, forcing him to sit up!When Chen Ping saw a drop of...proached, eyeing the figure with caution. It then glanced around, ensuring there were no lurking threats before finally stepping in front of the figure and gently sniffing it with its nose.Then the wo...