The tormented Imperial Princess of the Silan Dynasty said weakly, "Stop beating around the bush, just give us the straight facts, okay?"
She had never imagined that this young man from the Chen Family could still be so energetic at this time.
In Princess Lin Ziyu's view, there was no such thing as good news—it was probably only bad news piled on top of more bad news.
And that bird as well, truly, what kind of person raises what kind of bird.
Compared to the emergency escape pod spinning wildly in the gastric acid of a giant creature, the combat aircraft barrel-rolling through the sky with countless spins in the blink of an eye, the two were simply not on the same level.
Xiao Jiu could spin better than a fighter jet!
Even if Chen Fei were dizzy, it might not be.
Housekeeper Mars, whose physical strength was second only to Chen Fei among the group, couldn't help but retch a few times, and said irritably, "Hurry up!"