The old man's tone clearly revealed some discontent.
After all, he's aged. If he were as young as Zirui and Zimo, he'd handle this matter personally, and that guy definitely wouldn't get away!
Luo Xiaoqian noticed his thoughts, smiled, and handed him a towel, "The two of us, one disabled person and one pregnant woman, have already caught so many. That's impressive enough. Let's leave this cobra to Zirui and Zimo. We won't worry about it anymore, let's go have dinner!"
Not catching the cobra did leave her a bit regretful, but reaching this extent, Luo Xiaoqian was genuinely satisfied.
No matter what, this time, the real cobra has appeared, which means they are very, very close to final victory.
Leng Lin held her arm and patted it reassuringly, "When Zimo returns, I will personally explain this to him. If he wants to get angry, let him take it out on me."
