Xie Tian, exhausted and lying like a dog, looked up towards the source of the wild laughter.
The roughness and boldness within the laughter were extremely familiar.
It also carried the sharpness and shrill peculiar to women.
Just from the sound of the laughter, Xie Tian knew without looking that his little sister had arrived.
However, he still appreciated the shock written all over her face.
Pretending not to recognize her, Xie Tian's blood-red eyes slightly shifted, looking at the person beside his sister.
The four characters next to her also indicated one thing.
He knew well that even the big wolf dog constantly with her would consciously step half a step back.
Unfortunately, Xie Tian still couldn't see the divine figure clearly.
When a flame, like burning blood, appeared in his peripheral vision, he felt his blood-red eyes were about to explode.
Yet his sinister emotions didn't flare.
Perhaps because the other party hadn't aimed murderous intent at him.
