Touch

Zhou Wen waited for a while, but no one came out. He said, "Sweetie, I know you're here. Come out."

Sweetie walked out of a tree not far away after a while. She lowered her head and avoided eye contact like a child who had made a mistake.

"You were the one who helped me block that punch, right?" Zhou Wen immediately understood that his guess was right when he saw Sweetie.

Before Demonic Neonate could ring the Heaven Shrouding Bell and before Zhou Wen could kneel, the humanoid monster's fist had suddenly stopped. It definitely wasn't a coincidence.

After some thought, Zhou Wen realized that Sweetie was the most likely candidate.

"I didn't mean to save you. It's just a coincidence. Yes, a coincidence." Sweetie lowered her head and fiddled with her clothes, not daring to look up at Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen couldn't help but pity Sweetie when he saw that she was like a child who wasn't good at expressing herself. He reached out to stroke her hair.