"To protect the people, the Raiden Shogun must take the field herself. It's much faster than you wasting your strength."
Yawning, the small Red Butterflies formed themselves into a chair with their wings, allowing the God of Dreams to sit down.
Watching the tornadoes drive the fleeing crowd away, Scaramouche suddenly lost interest and looked at Baimeng, his tone turning cold as well.
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