Li Youdao, who had been staring fixedly at Li Pingyi, seemed to sense something. His gaze sharpened, and he instinctively looked toward the sack at Li Pingyi's feet. Something was wrong—very wrong. This brat was definitely up to no good.
*Hehe, right now! Human cannon, fire!*
Li Pingyi sneered inwardly, then unhesitatingly untied the rope sealing the sack while starting to count down in his mind.
Chapter 81