In fact, Yao Lesi really wronged Su Mu this time.

Although she did have bad intentions when she wanted to take away the sandbox card, she was not the one who initiated the trouble in the end.

But Yang Ling.

The time goes back to fifteen minutes before the mechanism was activated.

Just after Su Mu finished saying that he wanted to return the gift, before Dick Beyer had time to answer, Yang Ling, who had been silent, answered the question first.

"Jenny." He looked at Sumu, "Mr. Dickbeyer gave him a magic puppet made by himself. It would be too disrespectful for us to just give him an ordinary bird as a gift in return."

He emphasized his tone, "You don't want your mother's hospitality etiquette to spread and be laughed at."

Being stared at with threatening eyes, Su Mu was not afraid at all, and even chuckled sarcastically.

"Let's not talk about whether it's ordinary or not. Since when did you have the right to speak here?"

As she spoke, her golden eyes glanced lightly, seemingly without any emotion, but also seemed to be full of provocation and playfulness.

This attitude was not unexpected by Yang Ling. He didn't even have any mood swings. He just stared at Su Mu coldly and said in a calm tone.

"You're fine."

He praised every word.

These three words seemed to have been lingering on the tip of the tongue for a long time, but when they were spit out, there was no lingering affection, only a gloomy coldness, like a maggot attached to the bone.

The smell of gunpowder between the two of them was so strong that even a rough-and-tumble guy like Dick Beyer came to his senses. The big guy thought it was him who caused the dispute between them, and he suddenly became even more at a loss.

He looked at Ruan Qingping for help, but found that the little green-haired girl who was there just now had disappeared. At some point, only the three of them were left in the living room, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn for a moment.

In desperation, Dick Beyer could only tentatively say: "I understand Miss Jenny's wishes, but I have received a lot of care from Master Yao Lesi. It's not too late to give you a gift, and the return gift will be even more..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of light on the golden gem on Su Mu's chest. Before Yang Ling could fully activate his abilities, he felt his body light up and flew off the ground in an instant, crashing into the ceiling.

inside.

He tried to use the body's own strength to struggle, but after the weak strength touched the golden restraints on his body, it disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

The difference is too big.

After calmly coming to this obvious conclusion, Yang Ling looked at Su Mu on the ground who had not even looked at him with a calm expression.

This expression of everything being under control is extremely inconsistent with his current situation of being suppressed. It seems that he has a back-up plan.

Sure enough, the next second, that layer of golden light suddenly burst.

Su Mu didn't even feel anything. The scattered power suddenly lost control like a headless fly.

Looking at the golden light spots dissipating in the air and Yang Ling being held up by the water column and falling slowly to the ground, she stretched out her hand to hold down the sand table card in her pocket, and took in the obvious disbelief on Ruan Qingping's face who was hiding aside on the second floor.

In eyes.

Su Mu understood.

It seems that this is not the average level recognized by everyone as a normal participant.

After getting the exact answer, she turned to Yang Ling and activated the card in her hand without hesitation.
Chapter completed!