When a gigantic mechanical arm reached over and picked up Ji You and the Little Golden Dragon, Ji You didn't feel any offense; instead, she felt a motherly warmth and care from the cold, temperature-less arm.
At that moment, Ji You was nearly moved to tears.
Unexpectedly, the next second—
A stinger struck across the sky, hitting the mechanical arm, which trembled violently. The Little Golden Dragon, hanging from it, was almost knocked off by the impact.
Clang~
Clang~
Clang~
Inside the Mecha, Ji You and Liu Fufeng were thrown around, both landing hard on the ground.
The Mecha was still shaking violently. Lying on the ground, Ji You and Liu Fufeng exchanged a glance and simultaneously reached out to hold onto the table leg beside them.
Ji You wrapped her legs and feet tightly around the table leg, managed to free a hand, and wiped her face, crying out, "Ye Qian... Senior... Hands! Steady... steady your hands."
"Cough..." Liu Fufeng said, "About... to kick the bucket."
