Shi Xing said: "It doesn't matter, I have regained control of them, little master, don't worry."
"Besides, if it's left outside, it would be even worse if something unexpected happens and I'm not here."
"Okay." Wu Ji nodded, feeling that what Shi Xing said made sense.
Ring ring ring...
The rattle in Shi Xing's hand rang again. He raised the slender bamboo stick in his hand and knocked it on the head of the leader's corpse.
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