The faces of the two Alphas behind them also changed, and they actually showed a hint of fear towards the Omega in front of them.
The Curly-Eared Man opened his arms and leaned back slightly, looking up at the night sky and sighing.
"I really want to breathe the free air!"
His body was like a butterfly about to spread its wings, shaky and precarious.
The leading Alpha rushed forward quickly. Juan'er must not die. What if he was really poisoned by him, he still had to rely on Juan'er for the antidote!
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