This Stupid Meatball

The city lord shaped like a meatball was at this moment still remembering to keep the beauty in his arms. There were still waves in his heart as he fantasized about being promoted, getting rich and hugging a beauty.

Hearing the orders of the city lord, the surrounding soldiers hesitantly approached as they felt in their hearts that something wasn't quite right. These three people before them were truly too calm that it was illogical. Where was there anyone who would be so incomparably calm when they were so heavily surrounded, about to be arrested? It seemed like there was a problem here, and it was not a small problem.

Ling Chuxi pouted and shook her head. Whipping out the Luo Chen Sword, its silver blade began emitting a dazzling ray of light after it was infused with Ling Chuxi's True Qi.