Seeing the little girl's skillful movements, Fang Jinyu was also stunned. Afterward, he glared at her angrily and asked, "How many times have you stolen my dragon's core?"
As Fang Jinyu spoke, the dragon cores that had already entered the bag turned into dragon shadows and flew back into his body.
In terms of dragon cores, Fang Jinyu undoubtedly had more control over them.
"The second time! Moreover, I didn't steal it. I just take it in advance!" Qing Fu was a little unhappy with Fang Jinyu's words. She sniffed and snorted.
"Take it in advance?"
Fang Jinyu couldn't understand Qing Fu's statement. He naturally knew the meaning of her words, but he didn't understand how his dragon cores had anything to do with the little girl.
"Mother, after you die, won't I inherit all your things? So I'll…" Qing Fu suddenly realized that Fang Jinyu's gaze was a little dangerous. Her heart skipped a beat, and she didn't dare to continue.