Wrecking Worldviews

Uncle? Sheng Yang pursed her lips and smiled coldly. Very good.

Lemon suddenly felt the surrounding temperature drop. He could not help but shudder. Then, he slowly got up and stretched. However, he was still in a bad mood.

Sheng Yang stood at the side, still not leaving. She was holding a small pebble and writing something.

"Missy, are you also waiting for someone?" Even though Lemon looked fierce and burly, he actually had a good character. When he saw that Sheng Yang did not reply, he continued, "I'm also waiting for someone, someone super powerful."

He looked up at the sky in a depressed manner.

Sheng Yang still did not say anything. She held the pebble and kept writing something with it.

Lemon raised an eyebrow. "I say, you're such a strange young lady. Don't you have any basic curiosity? Don't you want to ask me what kind of powerful person I'm waiting for?"